dreams and reality

we have just come home from ten days on the island...ten intensive and full of adventure days. you think that maybe, just maybe the girls would want to sit, take a deep breath, play quietly with toys...well maybe you dream. instead i was just called into their room like this, "mom, mom, you have to come here" followed by an exuberant out burst of laughter. i pretty much ran...i know these girls a little too well. "look mom, pennys gummy got stuck up there." i look up, and attached to her doll house on top of her dresser is a gummy, stuck and wet looking. "how did it get up there girls?" i asked. "we threw it mom, first it got stuck on the ceiling, then we got it up there." said with much excitement, "see mom, look how we do it," the wet gummy is licked and then hurled from her hand to attach itself to some unsuspecting object in her room, insert massive outburst of laughter. "girls, you shouldn't throw your gummies, that's not okay" this is my reaction as i try not to giggle. "okay mom, we won't." i walk out, they quickly close the door behind me and all i hear is screams of joy and laughter...i have just returned from pulling a gummy off the ceiling...what the...?