By the time the Singleton parents came back, the younger children had nearly destroyed the living room. Cushions were upended, somebody spilled an entire bag of rice on the ground, and the poor dog had Play-Doh stuck to its fur.
"What on earth happened?!" Jennica asked, aghast.
"I'm so sorry!" the babysitter wailed. "They refused to go to bed! I tried, I really did, but as soon as I chased after one, another did something else."
Cameron touched his forehead and rubbed it in agitation. "Clean this up if you want to get your full pay. I'll put them to bed."
The babysitter nodded tearfully and immediately began sweeping up the rice as Logan threw himself at his father's legs with a cheeky grin.
"You're in trouble, mister. Don't smile at me like that," he said sternly. "Oliver, Nathan, you need to get ready for bed too."
