That's what Rachel said this morning when we were walking to the park and she discovered a small pebble in the back of Rachey car. Drew and I looked at each other, absolutely dumbfounded. Where does she pick this stuff up??
Later today, as Drew and Rachel were headed outside for their afternoon walk and I prepared to take a bike ride (thanks much to Drew for pumping up my bike tires, but I think I need a bike store to adjust the bike; it felt really out of whack for my height. Maybe that's because I've taken too many spin classes?), Rachel accidentally dribbled some sunscreen onto the floor. Drew pulled off a piece of paper towel to wipe it up, when Rachel said, "No, Rachey do it!" AND SHE WIPED UP THE SPILL ALL BY HERSELF!
Then she went to the shoe box near the front door and brought Drew his heavy, clunky black shoes. And brought me my sneakers.
I am not making this up, folks.
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