Not that we're a family of night owls...but...
After we put the little kids to bed, Rachel and Miriam begged to play Pandemic because we'd played it last night—and almost won!—and they wanted to see if we could do better tonight.
Reader, we did not do better tonight. And we play on the easiest setting.
We're rather pathetic at that game, to be truthful.
But we had fun!
When we finished, we scattered to do various activities. I went upstairs to work and noticed that Benjamin was still up reading, so reminded him to go to bed. Andrew retreated to his office to...work (or do BCC stuff). Rachel returned to the hot chocolate bombs she was making. And Miriam returned to her sewing (she's making a doll dress currently).
I thought the younger three kids were all—miraculously—asleep.
But when I turned on my computer I had a text message pop up from Zoë (sent at 10:13 PM):The pencil poem
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