Boys And Dolls

Saturday, the 10 year old boy, had 2 friends over to hang out. They'd been out riding bikes down at the school and decided to come over to our house and play Lego's and hang out in the tree house.
While they were playing in the house and backyard, I was out gardening and hanging twinkly lights in the back with Morgan. When it gets nice and warm out this summer I want to drink gin and tonics under the twinkly lights in my bark yard at night.
I could see the boys most of the time as I was working, through the windows and in the yard and up in the tree house. They didn't seem to be up to anything mischievous.
Such nice boys I was thinking, while listening to the radio and humming. Such a nice day I was enjoying, twinkly lights and hummingbirds and so forth.
Later that night as I was helping Lulu and her friend Meika get ready for bed, I kept finding pieces of cut hair all around the house. Who's hair is this?
Not mine they all said.
Hmm I thought. Maybe Sam's friends. Maybe Mason or Miles cut their hair earlier today. Kinda looks like the color of Mason's hair. Hmm. I should probably call their dad tomorrow to inquire.
Later as Lulu was sliding into her bed, I heard her yelling, EWE! There's fish food all over my BED! EWE! Ewe, gross! So I went in and we vacuumed it all out and cleaned it up and changed the sheets.
Hmm, where did this fish food come from Sam?
I don't know, he said, barely looking up from his book as he was laying in bed.
Sunday morning we forgot about it. The sun came out, the play dates and parties had to be scheduled, the gardening and bike rides had to be done, the laundry was started and as I was pulling dirty socks from under Sam's bed, I found this...

... head practically shaved, lip gloss or pink chap stick or something smeared all over the face and arms with fish food stuck to it, like they'd rolled her in it.
On the ass, it says I am a bad ass and has freckled pencil dots all over it. On the front it says Rock on!

Upon further interrogation last night, I found that the process of destruction went something like this ...
As they were listening to Green Day loudly, they started to get a little rowdy. They decided to play paddle doll with the wood paddles - batting the doll between them.
After a while they got bored with that and decided the doll needed a mohawk. The 6 year old really wanted to do the styling so they let him go to town on the hair.
After a while that got boring too, so they went up onto Lulu's bed to jump around and found the chap stick. Then they decided to put some makeup on the doll and of course after that, you need to roll it around in fish food after pouring it on the bed to complete the look.
Then the doll was tied to the bed with a rubber band and stretched as far as it could go and let go a bunch to see how far it would catapult.
After a bit of another lull, the idea came up to make the doll even more wild - and they argued for a while about what should be tattooed on it. The "rock on" was a given because they all love Green Day so much, but the "i'm a bad ass" took a while longer to decide on between the two older boys.
So now, at least, I know where all the cut hair was coming from. And of course, Lulu has a few apologies coming to her from the boys.