we would hate for you to assume that we've left or are planning on leaving the house any time soon. we've become prisoners of our own accord. spending our days building invisible super hero forts, watching toons and working on the computer.
(i wonder when they'll figure out that mom's not actually working.)
i told owen to give me his best super hero move.
it's a bit houdini, but still better than elliot's death stare.
