I walked into my bedroom to find Natasha holding the remote control to our skylight. Natasha opened and closed the skylight a few times while lying on the bed with her legs crossed in a loungey manner characteristic of a couch potato. She tried every button, watching the skylight change as a direct result of her button-pushing and then said:
"Well, I guess this is our TV."
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A quote every now and again from everyone's favorite seven-year-old.
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