7 - 8 p.m.

What I'm doing between questions:

7:00 in the children's room

• The Gruesome Twosome (of cousins/sisters/friends) is back
• Scratch paper, and the pencil he set down as he ran out [I've already stolen it, lol]
• Three moms and at least 7 kids walk in, with strollers [technically, three of the kids are rolled in]
• "My nephew forgot his password..."
• While I'm looking that up, her daughter arrives doing the pee pee dance and utters the magic word to mom in a whisper: "baño" [so I get out the key]
• ...and then go log the nephew into the internet
• Hunger games? Actually, Mockingjay? [I throw her completely by finding two copies and asking "Which one?"]
• "Slow down!!" [he skids to a stop by the 'shopping baskets']
• I return to find the Twosome taking a large stack of the dwindling pile of scratch paper, just like last time they were here
• Key is back [and nephew is "very happy, thank you!"]
• Ruby the Copycat [got it, twice, irony firmly in place]
• (to one of the Twosome who is back for more paper) "Hey leave a little for the rest of the world, ok?" [she takes two]
• [phone] Help with My Media Mall [transfer to Reference]
• (to the other of the Twosome, the same comment) Her reply: "I'm just taking one for me and one for my cousin" and she takes four [eyeroll]
• Myth-o-mania books [all checked out, she says most of them are out to her, but she's missing a couple, which are with someone else right now--oh well, she already has holds on them]
• [worrisome text from home--waiting for a clarification call]
• Bathroom key
• "Slow down, slow down" [older boy chasing younger boy; they both do as told]
• "Can I go to the bathroom?" [I get the other key]
• [Disturbing call from home which I take in the workroom--will be leaving early]
• Bathroom keys returned while I'm away from this desk
• [And a very upsetting text from home--I'm outta here now]