Poor Moo Moo. We've been on overlapping conference calls since 9:30am and are tethered to the phone and PC. Please send breakfast! Or lunch! Calls don't end til 3:30!
The killer is that our office is RIGHT NEXT to the kitchen!
Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
I just realized that the magnetic letters the twins left on my desk spell a word. When I showed them, Lil' Guy said "That's because we want you to go." Go where? "To your meeting. Outside." (with them, presumably)
:)
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