Under the Sea
So this weekend I was doing laundry. I dumped a load of clean clothes onto my bed and prepared to start folding. I moved a shirt and found… part of a crustacean. Yeah. You read that correctly. I went downstairs to ask my sons what they knew about this. Colin was at the dining room table, and clearly had no idea what I was talking about. Ryan was on the sofa. Oddly quiet. Then he smirked and said, “Where’s the other half?” THAT DID NOT MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. Boys are not for the faint of heart.
