The Girls.

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This week and last week it was just the girls and me at home, and all the girls have done, is bicker all week. Mouth to mouth combat, the whole time. Today they had a serious fight, over a stick. A stick! Its the same as having children around fighting over a matchbox car!

They miss "dad", and possibly the boys too. It's always a little odd for them to all be gone for a while.

In the Dog House.

The dog and the boys. Mostly the dog. When we leave Sabrina has to be in the kennel, eversince the incident with the chickens we make no exceptions. As i locked her up yesterday, Jamie wanted to give her a treat, I told him to lock the kennel, and stupidly did not check on it myself.

I'll grant you I'm not the greatest house keeper... in fact, I'd rather not may any guesses as to what percentile I'd fall into in housekeeping skills. But when a jealous dog adds 2 or 3 garbage cans of trash to the landscape? Oh so not cool.

I had the kids pick it up. I don't think it was much of a punishment for them, the entire time they had a multitude of imaginary friends over to help. Among others a Stampede of mice and Kim Possible, came to help. Oh to be young.