We finally reached our house at about 4:oo a.m. and got the kids off to bed. At about 6:30 a.m. I could hear them playing in, what I thought was our downstairs, but was actually the front yard. When I got up and got dressed to tell them to be quiet, Ethan had already knocked on our neighbors door to see if their son Kavel could play. I told them they could not be noisy and had to come inside until everyone woke up. By 8:30 they were back outside rollerblading, and Ethan was showing off his stuff when he hit the curb.
You can image the blood curdling screams that came from him, and I'm sure our neighborhood is glad to have us back!!
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