This morning Kenrick and Anthony were supposed to be watching Anya while Andrea was in town and I was working in the garage. Before too long I heard some kind of commotion erupt from inside, mostly from Anya's squawks of indignation - a sure sign that she wasn't getting her way or that she'd gotten interrupted while doing something naughty. The noise continued for a while, then rose to a crescendo as the garage door opened and Anthony, unceremoniously and without a word, dumped his little sister on the step and closed the door behind her.
I can't say I really blame him.
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