Those little terrors, Liam, Jane and Heather were here on the weekend. "Can we go up to your room?" they asked upon arrival. I knew they didn't want to play the sousaphone, watch TV, use the internet, build things with Lego, borrow some books or do any of the other diverting things one can do in my monster bedroom. They wanted to snoop around.
To the untrained adult eye, they seem like sweet, innocent children. Fortunately I know them to be the nefarious busybodies they are. They will find anything in your house that you want to hide. They found almost all the chocolate that had been carefully hidden throughout my house. So far I have only managed to find two chocolates following their rampage.
They will also find things you didn't know you should hide. You can try to distract them by leaving puppets out for them to play with, but long-time readers will recall that on their visit last summer, they were all abuzz that I used the "wrong" gender of deodorant.
I was ready for them this time.