Hey, did I tell you about the other weekend when Jase ripped down part of the porch to get to a creature that had been chewing at the wood facade?
And how maybe I might have encouraged him to do so, you know, before irreversible damage was done and the entire row was infested with warrior carpenter ants! or bees! or mice! all because of us!
And how actually, ha, ha! there wasn't even one single creature up there after all! Huh, who knew?
And then how he got to spend the next six hours rebuilding the torn up porch? The porch that didn't need to be torn up in the first place. And all ON HIS DAY OFF?
No? I didn't mention that? Huh...
I guess I didn't tell you about the slippers, either then.