The Hideout

I was in the kitchen this evening doing dishes/cleaning up & starting a batch of bread. It was later than usual, around 9ish. (Hence the horrible flash.) The kids were chattering away over at the table, getting along great, which is a hard thing to do when its late and you are tired.  I glance over- and see nobody- they are all under the table with all kinds of lute- blankets, pillows, and I think Charlotte had her backpack. ( and for some reason Olivia has a tape measure at her head)  It was very sweet, everyone being so snug and cozy on the hard/dirty floor.  They wanted desperately to sleep there tonight.  I really wasn't "filling" it so instead they are having a campout in the girls room listening to "The Hobbit."  A nice quiet evening:)