fumble the hot sauce in your hands & watch it land on top of the heirloom plates your grandmother gave you. CRASH!
that same morning annabelle wanted to walk around with this little hand held tape recorder to do a little radio show, interview family members, and make up stories. i was cleaning out the fridge when some bickering started between #2 and #3. it kept escalating to the point where they could no longer hear me calling their names. so, i started calling "HENRY, VIOLET, INTO THE KITCHEN!" but they still can't hear me so i get louder and shout some garbled something about "I'VE HAD IT ENOUGH THIS IS RIDICULOUS GET IN HERE THIS INSTANT OR...". but it was loud. very loud. and they came running in, along with their older sister. and whaddya know, but she was recording the whole debacle.
do you have to wait for the ending? i rewound the tape and allowed her to record over my shouting with a different, more updated version of her previous radio show/interviews. interviews are always better the second time around, right?