It began with the youngest climbing up into the chair and getting tangled up in the tablecloth as he turned to sit down. And then came the cherries. We had to laugh at the boys as they figured out how to get the pits out, with juice dripping absolutely everywhere.
By some miracle, there were only a few stains on the new tablecloth. StainStick may still come to the rescue, but my hunch is there will be permanent reminders of the smiles and loves, the scrunched up noses and eyes of joy.
Not such a bad thing. =)