As soon as the last guest was picked up or brought home, the sun came out. We got some old towels and dried off the trampoline and got to spring about a bit before the girls fell apart. Mirthe asked if she could go to bed (I can count the times that's happened on one hand, even if my hand had only two fingers) and Anna just stared off into space, and even though they needed a bath big time, I just let them go, dirty feet and all.