This morning after nagging asking sweetly all week long for Austin to turn off the dang lights upstairs before he leaves in the morning…
(excuse me while I channel my Grandmother for a sec…)
“Because we don’t own the Electric Company!”
What do I find when I go upstairs???
Every. Single. Light. ON.
So, I am juuuust about to start going off…
(yes, we converse)
What, you don’t?
…When I see this note on the counter from my son.
Thanks a lot Mom!
You have been really nice to me lately and I just want to say thanks.
Sorry for not writing thank-yous earlier.
So yeah, it’s okay that every light in the house was blazing.
I sure love that boy!!!!!!!