I am outnumbered and my grandsons may be smarter than I am. I impose my will only be virtue of my size and experience. Otherwise they'd have taken over the apartment by now. But they have captured my heart regardless of the destruction they leave in their wake.

They are definitely keeping me busy.

I got a call back from the cool job with the unfortunate commute and I declined the second interview regretfully, we wished each other well and so I'm still looking.