On Wednesday, El Jefe had the Priests over for a ping pong tournament.
I was impressed that each of these 16-18 year old boys showed up with their food assignments...especially Petal's (son's) chocolate chip cookies! Yummy!
Equally impressive was how well behaved they all were. I mean sure, there was a bunch of trash talking...but that was mostly the leaders.
At the end of the evening, as I was straightening a few things--I noticed that one of the boys had rearranged my "Merry Christmas" blocks on my end table to say,
"She is My Rat."
PS Yes, my Christmas is STILL up.
And yes, I know it's January.
And yes, I find it completely irritating.