I found Oscar chillin' out in his great-grandfather's rocking chair, sipping an adult doggy drink and enjoying the breeze from a portable fan. He said "Hey Pete, you know the twin's arrival in the family has been just awesome and I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world, BUT . . . it is just toooo hot here in Texas and I'm dreaming of cooler climates. Ya think just maybe we could hop in the Wonder Egg and head up into the mountains where it is cooler? Please? Huh? Pretty please!?"
I think I'd better start packing . . .