Time for a game of charades

Last night after dinner the boys decided it was time to play karate or kick wrestle or what ever they call it.

It's basically them running at one another and trying to kick the other one in some sort of karate maneuver. It's a high energy game that makes me tired just watching.

Anyway, I had a headache and had already taken half the bottle of Advil but it hadn't kicked in and the boys were to loud for my ringing head.

So Hubs laid down the law.

He said no running, kicking, screaming, yelling, no physical contact, no pretend physical contact, don't even think about having any contact.

At this point R8 looks at R3 and says....Hey R3 do you want to play charades?

We all just cracked up laughing.