The boys were napping in the car, and they woke up when I was parked outside the pub, waiting for George to bring me a diet coke. We got the boys up, but I don't think they were *quite* awake yet.
The boys loved having Aunt Tee read them their bedtime stories tonight. In fact, I think they liked her interpretation better. Hmm. She may be one of my best friends, but I don't think I'm going to be inviting her over at bedtime any time soon. (Kidding!) (Mostly!) (Unless she wants to change some diapers!)
Was going to try to learn to crochet, but decided to have a beer instead.
