Flashback

The boys are 16 and 13, they're in their rooms, but Ed and I are watching PB& J Otter, a show from their toddler days. It's easily been ten years since we've seen an episode, but Ed and I know what catchphrases are coming and sing along with the Noodle dance. Who says we have to grow up?

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