Basement

I love our basement. It is my refuge. Well, not so much my refuge...it's where I send my kids so I can get them out of my hair. Trust me, there are days when this is a life saver!

I sent the kids to the basement this afternoon because they had a ton of pent up energy that just simply needed to be worked out of their systems. (It has been raining for four days now.) I was on the phone with my sister and could hear that they were getting into a lot of things; most likely dumping the majority of their toys in big piles. Oh well, not an issue for me at the moment. I was holding a sleeping Cameron and didn't want to deal with this rather minor infraction at the present time.

I eventually put Cameron down and headed downstairs. I wasn't surprised to see the piles of toys but I was rather surprised to see my two children stripped down to their underwear. They were climbing on and jumping off the sofa. I asked why they weren't wearing clothes and Jameson's simple response, "I like being naked".

I am so glad I have only boys at times like this.