On rare occasions, Randy actually gets sick of studying and wants to veg on the couch with me. So tonight we watched American Idol while I folded laundry (in my defense: yes, I watch a lot of TV these days, but I'm always doing something constructive while I'm doing it). Randy just went along with me as I ooohhed and aahhed over the singers and told him what I thought Simon would say next...and I love him for it.
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