<em>A Guest Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara</em>

The driveway looks like a parking lot - five people, five cars.
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The living room looks like a dormitory.
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It was great to have the girls home for the long Thanksgiving weekend.

We went shopping and I could actually ask if what I was trying on looked good together. Teenage boys aren’t much help with that.

We did have a problem, though.

We went through more toilet paper and milk than normal. (I wonder if there is a relationship there.)

I also ended up with a pair of denim capri pants that no one is claiming.

Oh well, I’ll just consider the capri pants payment for a weekend at home.