Andrew told me tonight that we're real Americans now. Patriotic spirit? Nope. His reason: we have a garage full of crap. Now you know.
Our "meowie" is also confined to the garage for now. Claire finds this fascinating. I even have to sing bedtime songs about garages and meowies lately. That's definitely pushing my musical limits, so I guess we'll let the cat in the house soon.
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