Friday evening.
The boys are in the living room, with Samuel's friend Cameron, who is sleeping over. They are eating pizza, watching TV, and practicing how close they can get to saying a curse word without actually saying it. Shitake mushrooms.
They got the inflatible mattress down from the closet, then inflated it atop the sofa, dining chairs, and ottoman so that it floats a couple feet above the floor. They're lying on top of it.
Kahlua is nearby, silently stalking unguarded pizza. Yesterday she got into the kitchen trash and ate two chocolate croissants. Jennifer had to give her hydrogen peroxide to induce vomiting. I was at work and missed all the fun.
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