I'm blaming August for this - a hole in my sweater. (There's a second hole on the back). I had the sweater laying on the dining room table to dry and he was sitting on it the other night. That was probably my sign to put it away, but I didn't. Then, today I noticed the sweater had fallen on the chair. I think August dropped it on the chair when he was chewing it apart. Then L comes home from school and August jumps up in her lap to sleep, as content as can be. She said he shows his love to people in different ways. So he snuggles up with her and eats my clothes?
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