Yesterday morning, when I went upstairs to check on the kids, I found the following note:

Dear Mom and Dad,

Due to extremely high weather conditions in my room, we have moved our base downstairs. Thank you.

Geeky Boy and Friend

I found them asleep on the couch.

As we were driving around on our errands yesterday, Mr. Geeky was talking about getting a convertable so he could look young and hip. As he was saying this, one pulled up next to us at the light.

GG: Look, Dad, there’s one.
MG: Yeah, but they’re old. (the men in the car were probably 60-ish.)
GG: They’re not *really* old; they have hair.

Let’s just say it’s a good thing we weren’t moving at the time (and that the windows were up).