Life in the burbs.

So this is how an average night runs at our house.
Andrew sees our cat eating bird. I find our toilet clogged so bad I came seconds to losing it.
Then Andrew stabs bird with rake and comes in house. I freak then Emma picks it up with her hands and dumps it in the kitchen garbage.
That is how our Tuesday night went. I was exhausted from chasing these kids around.
There is never ever a dull moment at our house.