My UberGirlies had friends over today -- three girls, ages 6, 4 and 2, all sisters. Despite having five little girls playing in my basement, it was vastly less stressful than when the one Uberfriend Claire comes over. It was so peaceful and wonderful, we lost track of time. I'm ashamed to admit this, but I don't like Uberfriend Claire very much.
Anyhow.
After the girls went home, I surveyed the damage in the basement. It looked like a Muppet massacre. An explosion of puppets. Which made me think, what would happen if I Googled "Puppet Explosion?"
This is what happened:
It seems to be some sort of elder abuse:
I'm sorry you had to see that.
