Somebody needs to come and rescue me! Monaca and Troy are going berserk in the kitchen, making some kind of "commercial" that involves salami stuck to the wall. They have the video camera. It's frightening.
We have discovered that Monaca really could be our kid, because in whatever ways she is not like me, she's just like Troy. Which is unfortunate, because she laughs at his jokes and joins in his madness.
I need to go call the people with the padded cells now and see if they will take them away.