So last night I was tucking myself into bed and all of a sudden, the moomincabin living room exploded with “Rikki don’t lose that number.”

What the f*ck? It turned out that the beach urchins were (upstairs) texting things back and forth and something they texted had the “Rikki don’t lose that number” song attached to it and one of the pods in the living room started playing it.

It took a while (and a lot of giggling) for the beach urchins to communicate to their baggy old moom what the heck was going on. Eventually the pod got turned off but somehow that led to a bunch of muskellunge flinging, which of course led to a whole bunch more giggling. As these “kids” are closer to 40(!) than 15, they ended the giggling PDQ and crashed out. When they were teenagers, the four of them (my two and their two cousins) were giggling so much once that I finally threatened to fling a muskellunge at them. There was a few seconds of silence after that (they didn’t really know what a muskellunge was, for one thing), then they collapsed in more giggling.

We had community dinner at the moomincabin tonight, us and the Old Cabin and Don and Katie’s cabin folks. Indoor and outdoor seating was available. I chose to sit inside with cousins Grinch and Judd.

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