I just had to go outside and shoo two boys away from the girls' bedroom window, because I could hear the girls up there talking to the boys instead of getting ready for bed. Oh. My. God.
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I said, from the yard, "You are not freaking Juliet! Brush your teeth!!" before I realized that they are probably wondering what their little friend Juliet has to do with talking out the windows at boys.