Another beautiful day ...

... and a good day to recover from the weekend.

First thing Sunday morning, I saw we'd been TP'ed.

By midgets.

DD hosted a sleep-over with several friends. They rode their bikes up and down the hills in the farm lanes, played tag in the hayfield, played the Wii up at the house and had pizza and ice cream Sundaes. Then they TP'ed at Grandma's, next door, and here while I was asleep.

But, poor DD. During all the hilarity, she and a friend collided on their bikes. She fell off and skidded down the gravel driveway on her bare leg since she was wearing shorts. Next morning, the kitten got shut in her room by accident and while trapped, went potty on DD's bed. Finally, the class hamster, who came home with DD this weekend, escaped from his cage.

It all came right eventually.

Meanwhile, DH and the boys were camping with about 50 other father-son groups from church. They came back tired, sunburned and smelling like smoke.

And, DH admitted, no vegetable of any sort was seen at any of the meals.

We were ready for Monday morning to recover from the weekend!