Please shoot me now.
Mar. 18th, 2009 06:44 pmTwenty minutes ago, Arie learned that the tiny bits of plastic and paper he and his brother threw down the heating vent in their room two years ago didn't burn up in the furnace but instead is sitting somewhere in the ductwork. Since then, he's spent the past twenty minutes crying and debating in an effort to get me to dismantle the ductwork and remove the twenty cents worth of crap that's inside it. He's also started asking Éiden if he's going to throw stuff down the vent when Éiden has gone up to his room. If I never hear someone talk about crap in the ductwork again, it'll be too soon.
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