Here's the thing
The basement was really, really dirty.
Much better now.
I will write something, once a week. Starting with this months old anecdote.
A cold day. I'm sitting in a barcalounger kinda thing. One of the sysmidgets walks by with a blanket draped around him. I scoop him up to keep me warm. Within a few minutes, I have all four boys in my lap. Squirming, elbowing each other, and enjoying each other's company. The dog sees this action, and decides he wants in, so he jumps up. Scrambling to get his footing, he's clawing with his paws, and manages to get a mighty good pull through my t-shirt, snagging a nipple. I let out a howl. The dog, already excited and scared, reacts by starting to hump me. The boys scream, laughing and scattering, as the dog is pulling and humping even harder. I lift him off of me, and get him down to the floor. He gives me a shamed look like I just caught him rubbing one out. Which, of course, I had.
Henceforth, I will don a tunic prior to any rough housing.