The setting.
The players.
And the fun:
Tongue-twisters. "Sally sold sea shells by the sea shore. Kris Kringle crunches candy canes. Double bubble gum bubbles double."
Charades (mouth).
It was a long game, but so were the kids. ;)
Charlie! With Trinidad, who alternates between being an amusing little girl in a brash kind of way, and the spawn of Satan. She has punched me in the throat, stabbed me in the head with a pencil, and got mad when I wouldn't let her draw in Eva's books. Seriously. It's a good thing she's only four.
And last, my bedroom!
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