First, they played Twister in the Great Room . . .
Then they baked brownies in my kitchen. (Note: They were remarkably neat which is uncharacteristic of the species.)
After swimming at the local oasis (aka The Lake), they returned to the Great Room to jam (Fair attempts at The White Stripes 7 Nation Army.)
Later, we will be bringing the Feral Teens to a Chinese Buffet and the movies to see You Don't Mess With the Zohan.
Why would I allow these creatures loose in our home for one day?
Tom's 15th Birthday.