When the shells were brought out, found on the floor, under other boxes in a storage room StephaMEMEME placed the box on the table, and as she selected which shells would be used - she dusted them off with her hands. Lovely. No run through the dishwasher. Absolutely disgusting. Phillip made the “bra” comment. Childish. For a short time, I thought “oh good, Mommy has told Baby Jesus to shut up and just film” but that went quickly to hell in a hand basket as he started up, non-stop. I wish that the two visiting boys would just take Phillip down, crush him verbally, put him in his place with one glance. I wish they’d take StephaMEMEME aside, privately and say “WTF” are you thinking with this squirrel, hedgehog, forest creature child. I wish Isabelle Jarvis would fire up the private plane, land on the back forty acres of the FaLaLaLaLande, dragging Percy on a leash - swing open the kitchen door and tell PhiPhi to get out, NOW. I can no longer watch the gift grab. In other news - love every single word posted by ClaraB. And enjoy all the Tattle postings as they cut to the chase. Hopefully someone in the family will get ahold of StephaMEMEME - she is taking herself down. It’s quite obvious.