I was sitting down and having breakfast with William and Owen, and we were talking about how they used to live with Nana, but now we live together in this house. Then this conversation took place.
Owen: Yeah, now we live in the new house!
Me: Yup.
Owen: Except for the old parts. Like that one.
*Owen points to the arch between living room and kitchen.*
Owen: That's the old part.
Me: It's old, huh? How come?
Owen: Daddy killed it.
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