This afternoon I was at home, in charge of SEVEN children. By myself. Scott was golfing with his dad. It was miraculously peaceful. They played together and got along very well! Boo and her friend even bundled up and rode bikes around the park - wearing hats, scarves, and gloves!
Then Scott's mom came by with the cousins... and then there were NINE.
I think that was where my luck was pushed beyond reasonable sanity. But still... everyone's alive and well so it must not have been too bad.