Here we are having an important discussion about our family's carbon footprint, when suddenly Chris starts playing his saxophone. Xander probably recognizes the sound from when he was in the womb - at least we hope so, because it just so happens that Xander's bedroom is directly above Chris's practice area, and he can hear everything his old man does. We're operating on the assumption that he finds early jazz music soothing and not perplexing.
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