I took Eleven to scouts today and we quite literally ran out the door. He was still getting his uniform on when we drove over, and we got there 15 min late. Of course, he and I spent so much time reviewing his math homework that when Mike got in from the train he had to make dinner instead of sitting smoothly down to eat. We were too busy with the high points of unit conversion.
So Eleven and I drove off with the undercarriage of my car flapping merrily along and Seven and Mike built an airplane and when I got home the dinner dishes were still on the table. Of course the dishwasher is full of clean dishes, so I am just going to bed.
But it was so clean in here! Just yesterday! Huge sigh.
