Tuesday, January 18, 2011

::sigh:: Brothers...

You know how I was saying how well they were getting along?  
Cue God, upstairs, laughing hysterically... 
We were having a really rough night... Damien was off bowling with his co-workers and I was home with Mr. Grumpalump (extreme) and Captain Whinerpants.  By the time Zachary was beating Deacon over the head with the measuring cups in the bathtub, all I could do was grab my camera and laugh hysterically... of course egging Zachary on.
... And thankfully- laughter seems to be contagious.  
And peace was restored... for a few moments at least.

1 comment:

Laura said...

It happens to the best of us. ((hugs))