This morning I was dressing the kids in the living room and Owen screamed out happily and pointed at the sky. He asked what the line was and I told him it was an airplane flying in the sky. Ava then told him that it wasn't an airplane, it was a crack in the sky.
Pretty deep for a four year old.

If you look off to the left you'll see the five ginormous windmills put up about two kilometers from our house. You know, these things were cool when I didn't see them every time I looked out my back window. Boooo.
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