I have just gotten Josephine to sleep, made some coffee and sat down to grade some papers. Jeremy is watching some building show. Ask This Old House, maybe? I hear a noise.
Veronica: Oh no! Is that Josephine crying??
Jeremy: No, I think it's just a wolf.
Veronica: A WOLF, Jeremy?* If you don't want to go get her, just say so, and I will go get her. Geez. You don't have to make things up!
Jeremy: Nooo. There was a wolf howling on that commercial.
Veronica: Oh. Yelling redacted.
Jeremy: It doesn't work like that.
*We live in a crowded city with nary a wolf in a 100-mile radius.
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