They cannot find him and knock on our door asking to search the garage. He is not in there of course but they sit outside our house for an age. Do they think it was Bug!? Does he fit the description? Did we just laugh too much when they told us? Maybe saying 'cool, where?' was a bad idea.
I keep looking out for him but he does not make himself known to me and eventually the police drive off.
So anyway Bug told his Ma about the babies last week. Apparently she was not suprised but had some reservations. Not sure what they are but that becomes clear when they arrive - looking very fresh for a long haul and almost immediately ask if we can get married before the juniors arrive.
Ah. Ooops.
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