Why the new neighbors are worried about the neighboorhood

Because of the following, which was heard around our home this week:

Ethan:   I'M ON NIPPLE PATROL!!!!  (said very loudly, whilst running down the hall) (note to self:  look for your breast feeding/pumping paraphernalia that you suspect Dharma hid in the couch--AGAIN--by yourself.  Leave the kid out of it, even though he's really good at finding it)


Elijah:  Meegan, what's a sex drive? (note to self: turn off Dr. Laura BEFORE the kids get home from school)

Gabriel:  WAAAAAAAAAAH!  (if this isn't teething, I don't know what is.  It would be nice to have a tooth to show for it, though.  Oh, and the motrin/tylenol people can thank me later for single-handedly keeping them in business)

As you were.