Big Brother is at a friend's house playing "Rock Band" and pretending to be a drummer.
Middle Sister is packing up her entire room into some Rubbermaid totes in preparation for this weekend's repainting of her walls. (She chose "Autumn Enchantment" for the walls, "Apricot Frisee" for the trim and a turquoise color whose name I cannot remember for the doors. Not my taste, but I don't have to sleep there.) She says it feels like she's moving.
Little Brother and Adventure Boy have taken out all the Action Figures and are engaging in a good deal of bragging, including gems like this: "I'm magic! I can make missiles shoot out of my BUTT!"
Just another normal afternoon chez SFO Mom. Excuse me while I go make the spaghetti.