It was Roman's turn to say the family prayers the other night. This is verbatim:
Thank you we could get a pet snake, except I think our cats would try to eat it and then I would say, NO CATS!!....."
As soon as he started yelling, Weston cut him off. Of course, the rest of us were giggling--as reverently as possible.
(We're getting a pet snake???)
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