I am in the kitchen this afternoon unloading the kids' backpacks when I hear things being thrown over the second floor banister onto the floor in the foyer below. A beloved (and forbidden) pass-time in our house. "Who's throwing things over the rail?!" I yell out. "It's me, Declan", yells Collin. A pause. "No, it's ME, Collin," yells Declan.
Claiming blame in someone else's name. Good one. I guess that's what brothers are for :)
Ironically though, it turned out to be Lauren!
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Oh, my Cindy, you have are leading a wild, wild life with three sets of twins! It is good you are recording all the antics of those little twins. Someday the ransom will be great! Hang in there. Joann
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