Yes. Those are my kids, eating fast food on the floor. Can I get more “worst mom ever”? I do have an excuse. This is the week that the floor and walls are being replaced in my kitchen, 1st floor bathroom and living room after the leaky pipe. That leaves my family and I camping out in a nearby hotel. The first night was a doozy — kids eating on the floor, Mike keeping me up a good chunk of the night after falling off the super high bed at one point. (Seriously, these beds are so high, even Trinity looks like a toddler when he sits on the side of it.) Second night was a bit better, partly because we knew at that point that Mike definitely needed someone to sleep with him. Tonight is our third night, and we ate Chinese food at the table we used for breakfast this morning for breakfast, in the lobby. Yay for not having to eat on the floor! Chris has been pretty good, going right to sleep around 9, but Mike refuses to sleep unless everyone goes to sleep — so its been early bedtimes for Trin and I. We’re hoping and praying that the construction is on schedule so that we don’t have to stay beyond Saturday night at the latest….