Grandma & Grandpa L arrived today for a week long visit.
Grandpa L is on the front porch playing some sort of game with Z & J. It involves some bean bag chairs and throwing them at each other.
I heard an unusual noise, and went to go check to make sure everything was okay and nothing was broken. As I approached the front window, I heard Z say (sternly):
"Hmmmm. Let's not talk about it. We'll just pretend it never happened. Don't talk about it again."
I still haven't figured out what "it" he was referring to.