Fire! Help! Someone Save Grandma and Papa too.

I’m currently waiting for my parents to hand me an eviction notice. So far they have been Saints for allowing me and my four youngest rascals to camp on their floor for the past couple of days but we might be wearing our welcome out. They may even be planning a huge old ‘Thank Goodness They’re Gone Party’ for next week when we finally leave. That and thank their lucky stars that our families reunions are only every other year instead of every year.

‘Just How’, you might be thinking, ‘are we wearing their patience level to an all time see-through thin stage.

One four letter guess. HOPE!


Do you like the nice mud puddle she made on their living room carpet after she tipped over the plant?

But the kicker was today she tried to burn down their house. Not kidding folks. I’ve got a live wire here.

On one of her (too many to count) escapes to the backyard, she happened to turn on the stove top in the kitchen. Since my parent’s kitchen is teeny tiny they have a piece of board that sits on top of their stove and functions as counter space until the stove top is needed. Well since the stove top was NOT supposed to be in use the board was in place. Let me tell you a red-hot burner connected with wood results in a lot of smoke.

Fortunately Princess came to the rescue when she mentioned to Papa that his kitchen was full of smoke.

After three hours you still get a whiff of the smoky fumes when you walk through the kitchen.

Needless to say the portable counter-top is now put away for the duration of our visit.

Good thing Hope is so Shirley Temple adorable and you know she isn’t intentionally trying to drive us all nuts.

However I have a feeling it’s going to be a rather long week.