Camp Out

We got lucky and scored some B for the weekend!

B as in Brevin.

We picked him up last night and brought him home for the kind of camp out we Dillon girls go for. The kind with movies and popcorn and pumpkin candy and staying up until mid-night then falling asleep on the living room floor and waking up with carpet burns on your face because only about 20 minutes was actually spent on the sleeping bags....ah fun. They were up at 9 this morning so that's not too bad. Right now they are downstairs listening to The Flaming Lips and playing some complicated game involving all of my couch cushions, two flash lights a cat toy and jumping- lots of jumping, oh! and roaring. I love hearing them together and watching them and hearing their weird conversations.

Last night, coming home in the car, I heard Evelyn say "Brevin. Brevin! Where is that penny I gave you? Did you swallow it?" pause "well, DID you? , then Brevin goes "No Beam I don dink so" ( for those of you interested I never did find out what penny or if he did eat one it was just beyond me at the time, I shall have to confess to my sister I guess). THEN I heard her say " these are my stick on ear rings. Boys don't wear these but, well, my Papa wears them sometimes, yeah you could wear some I guess. Okay just put them right there. NO! on your forehead, your not a Papa yet, you have to wear them on your face", then Brev says "oday Beam" and when I got them out of the car he has three shiny hearts on is forehead. Nice.

I am off to fuel them up for some romping at the playground.

Update: We went to the park and had a great time but, I think we spent about 12 minutes too long because they each had nuclear meltdowns over very minor and separate issues (he wanted ice cream and she wanted to stay) and cried all of the way back to the car. I mean we had snot and wailing folks. It was the walk of shame.