Katie and I wanted to do something. Anything. Stacy wanted to read her book. Katie and I DIDN'T want Stacy to read her book.
Next thing I know there is an all-out-yarn-throwing-battle. Balls of yarn were flying and bouncing everywhere. Pretty acrylic, wool and cotton streamers soared through the air and landed draped over picture frames and anatomy models. Thud... THUD... THUD... as balls of yarn bounced off of my sisters heads and backs and the sound of giggles and me shouting "NOT THE MALABRIGO!" echoed down the hall....
Ahhh... the late night excitements of homeschoolers!
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