I returned home this morning and as soon as I stepped out of the truck, #6 runs up to me, yelling, and dressed like a ninja. Now had the children been dressed that way before I left, I might have been more prepared. But I did not expect a pint sized ninja to attack me in the driveway. Lucky for him he was far enough away from me that I didn’t try to hurt him. After all #9 was in the truck with me and Momma Bear protects her young!
#7 took off his mask and #8 said “Put it back on or you won’t be an inja”. Just keep talking cutie!!!