Monday, January 23, 2006
The "Hoff" is in the House.
Or a different crazy lady that carries around a play skool red wagon and asks us to leave our trash on our porch so she can pick through it.
I think we hit Crazy Central when we bought our house. We're hoping to move to a better house by the time our kids can make long term memories so they won't remember the horror that is our neighborhood.
I'm sure they'll always remember the wackiness, as long as you don't have a car driven through the living room. No kid can forget that!
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