This morning at the breakfast table, Patrick and I were mercilessly attempting to indoctrinate our children with cheers for the school where our allegiance lies. Poor Chloe didn't know what to do. One minute she was yelling "Go Heels Go!" the next it was "Go Wufpack!" After a few minutes the poor girl looked like she was going to implode. Eli, however, cheered heartily the whole time. Arms waving, voice yelling, face grinning, with absolutely no idea what he was supposed to be happy about. Yet he was happy nonetheless.
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