There is a gang of 5 here this week. Three cousins have descended upon the Thing's world and so far, so good. All head out for a camp experience before we re-convene for Leggo time and the pool. Here is what our mornings sound like:
All but Thing 2 run towards the bathrooms and attempt to make up for what they may have forgotten last night. Finally, with a shrug, Thing 2 admits defeat and heads off into the world of "If you can't beat them, join them."
Three minutes later the van is packed and the hooting and howling is loud at 7:45 a.m. And at least it's a happy howl that has nothing to do with bad breath.