This one is partially my fault I guess. My couch is very long, so there isn't room for an endtable next to it. So I often just put my drinks on the window sill. Well, as Harvey and Luke chase each other like mad men, the window in the living room is their crash point. They'll ricochet off of it to make another round. You can see where this is going. I had a glass full of Coke and Harvey comes flying into it, spilling it all over him and Luke, the couch, a brand new book, and my carpet.
They both looked at me like "Momma, what just happened and why am I WET!?"
