That's how long till the girls start getting picked up.
Watching them stagger upstairs for breakfast was funny. And I think my daughter has trouble waking up in the morning. One girl literally had ten second pauses before she would respond; another would stop walking and look around before realizing where she was. None of this could have anything to do with the fact that we heard half of them still awake at 3AM. Oh, no.
One said you have three people and three bathrooms? We have SEVEN people and ONE bathroom! I told her she could come over any time she desperately needed one to herself.
And though teenage girls don't eat as much as teenage boys, they can certainly pack it away. We figured cereal, french toast, and coffee. Um, English muffins? Toast? Orange juice? Eggs? More sausage? My wife's Italian heritage was delighted.
Nice to have them. Nice to see them gone.
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I'm taking notes for when baby is a teenager. :)
Going down to the den and seeing wall to wall sleeping girls - two of them crammed onto the couch, four on the blow-up bed, the other six on the carpet, and all but one in sleeping bags with tons of gotta-have stuff with them...its a far cry from what our house is normally like. Feeding them was interesting, too. Kind of fun, actually. I got the impression that we fed them better than they normally get -- one girl say she never gets french toast unless she personally makes it. And they all liked the orange flavoring.
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