I confess, I worried yesterday when I added three instead of two pals to the mix. But amazing things happened:
* Mr. T got a phone call to hang with a friend all day.
* THEN he and that friend rode their bikes for over 25 miles in a round-trip journey to visit other friends and have ice cream.
* Mr. B and his two pals tore around the trails on the four-wheeler.
* THEN they headed deep into the Back 40 to get muddy in the creek.
* Mr. G and his buddy tore around the yard shooting each other with unloaded airsoft guns--having just as much fun playing with imaginary ammo.
* The pool got a lot of use.
* Nobody complained that I ran out of bread--because I made ham and cheese wraps using tortillas and
* bonus! No lunch crumbs on the floor or table!
* Mr. B's two buddies who are not friends (because they go to different schools) got along fantastically well. So well that they made plans to meet up at the park later that night when younger brothers were playing baseball.
* Did I mention that nobody fought?
Sure, there was some mud and I picked a couple ticks off a kid. But I have a garden hose and strong fingernails.
I only had to sweep up a little bit of grass and dirt off the floor--the boys played outside ALL DAY LONG doing exactly what I believe kids are supposed to do on summer vacation. I had a moderately productive day for someone with 5 kids at her house and Team Testosterone behaved responsibly, picking up the yard and driveway after everyone left.
If every day were like yesterday, I'd never want summer to end.
One of the moms asked me later that evening down at the park (baseball games) what I did to her sons. They staggered in ready for bed when I dropped them off at their house. Honestly? Nothing much, other than lifeguard, prep some food and remind them to stay on the trails with the ATV.
We're looking forward to a baseball tournament weekend topped off with movies, Sunday school and pizza (the delivery kind!). Golly, life is good here.