
Um… okay then.

Um… okay then.
“Why does it smell like burnt crayon?”
(Seriously, why are the kid ovens functional? That sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen! Is that an American thing? It’s probably an American thing…)
Since Sandy soon heads off to work, it’s Brandon’s turn to prepare dinner. Considering how much he sucks at cooking, that means left-overs. Chloe doesn’t mind. A Hamburger is a Hamburger.
Noon.
Since Sandy now works night shifts, she’s spending the mornings with Brandon. Who just wants to be left alone in order to work on some of his paintings. Poor guy.
Evening activities…
Lunch makes Sandy and Brandon realise how happy they are to have only one child.
Same.
Sundays at the Bruty-Lillard residence. Chloe invites over her friend Marsha, while Sandy and Brandon tango in the upstairs bathroom.
Over at the Harris house, Remington really enjoys the quiet hour he has between his brood and Christy leaving for school/ work and him leaving for work. With three rowdy teenagers, you enjoy every minute of peace and quiet you can get.
The big bad wolf is not a fan of Brandon.