The Party House

Thanks for the post, Vernon Lowe.

My kids think this place is like a hostel – they’ve got friends in and out of here at all hours of the night. Of course, I make sure the boys and girls stay separated but we once had one of my son’s buddies living in the basement for a week and a half before I even knew about it! I guess I don’t mind having the party house because that means they’re here with me instead of out creating mischief somewhere that I can’t keep an eye on them. My husband decided we needed to make sure the people coming and going were people we know and my sons are only allowed to give the code to people we approve of. I like that we’ve got such open communication and I hope that it keeps up in the future. They’re going off to college in just a few short years and before I know it they’re going to be grown men making their own decisions left and right!



NLE Result July 2011 said...

I remember calling the house too... once a party house because the kids were all around playing and toys are scattered like mad.

Blog Widget by LinkWithin