When the Mail Lady Came to the Door...

...this is what my boys were doing.

All our nice mail carrier wanted to do was hand over a few letters and a package (Timberdoodle had a fantastic sale, so I did a little early Christmas shopping--so much fun!), but then she encountered this band of wild Indians.  She rapped rather loudly to be heard at the door, smiled at everyone as she passed me the mail, and went on her way.  But I couldn't help wondering what she might be thinking as she drove off.  Something about crazy homeschoolers, maybe?  ;-)