The twins promised to play quietly in my room so I could take a nap.
“Play quietly” was apparently defined by Little Girl as, “Bring every toy we own into Mommy’s room, especially the noisy ones”. (Good to see you, Fire Truck. Ah, Tambourine! Join the party!)
And Little Boy busily built paper-cup towers on my bed and knocked them over.
They are lucky I can sleep through almost anything.