Thank the gods we don't have 4 children.
4 boys = 2 enemy camps = 1 broken tablet (Son#1's).
There is the sound of enemy gunfire from Nerf guns and Stormtrooper weaponry.
Of course the ever-present TV blaring in the background too.
I'm letting the kids stay at school for lunch this week.
It will give me time to write emails, study, sleep.
Last night with sore arms, I started a Muhammad Ali lino, but gave up after a while.
It just goes to show:
Some things succeed, others fail.