Carrying our 400 pound sofa downstairs, Xena and I at the "James and the Giant Peach" flattening end, I tried to reassure the children:
"Don't worry if the sofa slides down the stairs and crushes us, you both get to go live at the beach with UncleT errance and Aunt Eileen."
Caitlan says, "Daddy, you should tell us that afterwards."
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