Day 3 continued

So we went to Bush's house. I took pictures of the boys on the curb. Then they moved up the steps to officially be on his property. Then the little one noticed the stones in between the big landscaping concrete squares.  Being a boy he picks one up and tries to throw it at George's new front door. Got pictures of that too.  We weren't apprehended by any security personnel. I guess rocks and shoes are okay to throw.

Day 4

Today I realized that the boys were getting used to me and my implementation of Aunt Linda Law.  When I told them to do something and they said "Why?" they would then remember their reality and say, "Oh yeah, because you said so."

Day 5 

I haul all 5 boys up to my sister's house, ending my time as nephew wrangler/prison guard.  I don't know who was more thrilled to see my brother, them or me. When it was time to say goodbye I told them that I love them and they were welcome back anytime. And I mean it. Really. They are sweet boys, I'm just not used to dealing with a 3 and 6 year olds. Not to mention juggling my three and their schedules.

By brother called to say they made it home safely. The trip was uneventful except for when Liam choked on a straw and hurled 10 chicken nuggets all over the back seat.

Glad that didn't happen on my watch.