(I wouldn't really recommend that anyway.)
Winter around here -and by "around here," I mean "at my house"- means certain things. Like, it's so cold outside I don't leave my house for days at a time, even to take out the trash or get the mail. (Slice does.)
It means I stare at my walls and windows and furniture, trying to decide what to do with it all. It means I am thankful for the Internets which bring me news and entertainment and decorating advice (and jobs), so I don't go stir crazy with these three boys under my roof.
Oh, I haven't mentioned that yet?
Yep, you read right - three boys. My younger brother Al moved in with us a week ago. We are still adjusting.
Anyway,
Winter also means that Slice is home at least as much as I am, and just in case you're wondering, this is what he does with his time:
1. Duct tape all tools, etc. (and his CELL PHONE) with digital camo duct tape
2. Play Modern Warfare on his Xbox
3. Practice putting with Liam
and ... that's pretty much it.
Stir crazy, anyone?
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