Allie walks in from playing outside. A loud voice is heard from the backyard. "Who broke my thing? Did Paige break it? Steve and Joe, who broke it?" Allie looks at me and meekly remarks, "I'll go to my room now."
Steve and Joe come upstairs at 12:20 in the morning. They were awakened by Amy and Katie who were impressed by a dog shirt I made out of Stephen's favorite shirt last year. As we are modeling the shirt on Buster, Steve quietly says, "That shirt still fits me." Oops!

It's a terrible picture because Buster wouldn't sit still.
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