We're sitting here with the windows open and this is what you can hear:
"Unique! UNIQUE! Get outta there! Little girl you have until I count to three or your daddy is gonna whoop your butt! 1... 2... 3... "
Luckily I didn't hear screaming or crying so I'm guessing there was no butt-whooping involved. Oh, and the little girl named Unique is only 2 years old. Plus, did I mention she's named Unique?
And for the record, you cannot hear normal talking and even low yelling from these people if we're both in our houses with the windows open. Little Unique must be extra frustrating tonight to warrant yelling that loud.
I could not possibly roll my eyes hard enough to express my feelings about all of the above.