We ate more new food out of a communal bowl.
Mr. Sojourner and the little sojouners became experts at Guitar Hero. (Me...not so much. I get booed off the stage every time I play.)
Mr. Sojourner learned how to kill and prepare a chicken.
We watched a taped copy of the Super Bowl a few weeks late.
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