"Josh, they're never like this."
I heard that twice last night.
Really?
They don't always run screaming from one end of the house to the other? They don't normally perform a Christmas pageant? They don't normally go in my room and go through my stuff?
I'm not sure. But I survived. And I'm here to tell you love is loud.
They love me. I love them more. They're cute. But the screaming is not.
Oh, and if you haven't finished your Christmas shopping, buy a kid a roll of bubble wrap. Four of these five played for hours with one piece. Bubble wrap.