You know what happens when a grumpy mommy comes downstairs with a puffy sinus infected face and angrily informs her 5 sons that her brain is going to explode if she's hears another sound so they'd better be quiet as mice OR ELSE!?!?!?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
I'd go back to bed but somebody already spilt soda in my room. But of course it wasn't his fault.
My son who was supposed to put the towels in the dryer last night, forgot to turn it on so I had to dry myself off with a hand towel after my shower. (And he's the smart one.)
I want to go get season one of LOST because I have some serious conspiracy detective work to do but I don't want to drive anywhere. Lucky for me, #4 son has recorded weeks worth of his recently discovered new fave, Star Trek.