I realize my chances are dim when I look up from my book and see this:
The left-over laundry piles from the day before sit quietly on the bed in neatly folded piles. Or at least they did a minute ago.
"Okay, you guys. Stop wrestling. It's all fun and games 'til someone gets hurt (or so my dad says)."
"Seriously, Noah, you are strangling Evie. Let go...NOW!"
"Ahem." Silence. "Sophie, start from Genesis and see how far you get, okay?"
"Genesis, Exodus, Leminicus, Numbers, Deuteromony, ...." Silence. Eruptions of giggles.
I can't help it, I'm laughing with them.
Note to self: Next week, try this earlier in the day.