There's this awesome place in town that sells huge slices of New York style pizza for a buck a slice every Monday. We order 4. Obviously. We've been going every week for a month and it's been super fun (except my jeans have all the sudden shrunk sooo much in the wash? Crazy.). You'd think the boys had never seen a t.v. from the way they're staring in these pics too. B just loves all things sports and Topher loves eating pizza while pretending to love sports so it works. I just love cheap/delicious food that gets in my belly. The end.