Foreign invasion

D-Day is almost here - my brother and his wife arrive for a visit tomorrow! Hoorah! I've actually never met Christine in person, for one reason and another, but we've talked of course - god bless email - but still, I'm really excited to meet face to face. And I haven't seen Steve in ages, so it will be nice to see him as well. She's been here before ("here" as in England, I mean) as her dad is English so she has relatives here and stuff. Steve's never been, though, so I'm sure it will be fun for him to have his first taste of Europe. Tonight's task is to clear off some space on surfaces in the girls' room/guest room so they have places to put their stuff. The girls are being temporarily moved to Alex's room, which they think is cool. They are arguing over who gets to sleep on the floor and who has to sleep in the top bunk (Alex sleeps in the bottom bunk). There's the different between kids and grownups right there - grownups would consider getting the floor to be losing the toss! (Our solution is to have them alternate - but then of course, they argue over who gets the floor first... If there was more floor space they could both sleep there, but, well, that's the way these things go.)