Things at our house can get kind of intense sometimes. We have a schedule to keep, brain gym, exercise, homework, chores, chauffeuring, scripture study, meal preparation... you know... the list. On top of which loving consequences must be maintained for lack of respect, and poor choices.
To balance out the serious and mundane nature of life, craziness occasionally must rule. A new favorite for most in the the castle, is squirt whipped cream mustaches. Cackling like a demented witch, I chase them around the house with my cream cannon aimed and ready for 5-10 minutes till I catch and "cream" them. These three embraced the chase. However, Little Mother cried. After I apologized, I was allowed to give her careful artistic facial cream.