When Max and Esme visited last weekend, I thought about what it will be like in a few years when all the kids are somewhere between 3-8 years of age. I envision slumber parties with sleeping bags on floors, with Max and Greta telling ghost stories to their younger siblings.
We had a slumber party of our own at Ward Place this morning. It only lasted a few minutes before the morning rush of showers, breakfast and Elmo, but it was very sweet. Sorry, I couldn't point the camera at myself. You don't want to see me in my boxers anyway.
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