Most of the the time the number of males in my house are four.  But that includes two cats, one bird and my husband.  This morning I wake up to seven.  Adding to the list my twenty year old nephew and his two friends.  You might think since I worked yesterday and again today waking up to extra company might be a pain in the ass, but it’s really not.  They are so young, so full of energy and bullshit that it makes it a joy to have them all here.  So there are couple of more cups to wash and maybe the residual smell of farts and socks may linger, but the fact is when most young men are running far away from people over the age of thirty they come here.  Here where they know they are safe, where they can be themselves without judgement.  These guys were here playing cards for 12 hours and that means 12 less hours they were out there somewhere.  I known each of them since they were little boys and if I walk in to see their faces every night this week I would be alright with that (I could do with a few less farts).