Allie told me a funny story. Clementine and her were out in the garage yesterday, organizing our overflow. Clementine was mainly helping by taking stuff from the garage into the kitchen, for her fairies to use, or by sitting on the treadmill, thumbing through food magazines and commenting on how yummy all the food looked. Suddenly she heard a noise, "What dat noise??" Allie hadn't noticed and asked her to describe it. "It sound like Papa's toothbrush." I think it was probably the ice machine.