Last night we had some old friends over for good food and good conversation, except for the part where the adults started talking about septic systems and bathroom leaks. That's what happens when you have a plumber over for dinner.
Just before dinner, Caleb was being silly and he knocked the battery-operated timer into the main dish, boiling on the stove. Mom got an emotional phone call; Jeremy got up from his nap with an earache. Dad wasn't home yet and all the boys needed baths. But in the end, things calmed down and no one has gotten sick from the charged goulash yet.