My son takes after me.
(No... shrieks of horror are not appreciated, thank you!)
What I mean is that I like to do things myself. If I have a large piece of furniture I want moved, I don't want to wait for the man to come home from work and help me, I want it moved NOW!
My husband ofen comes home to a totally rearranged house. (That's what he gets for marrying someone who can't make up her mind!)
Yesterday, my son wanted a television moved into his room. I didn't want to move it right then so I told him I'd do it later.
The next thing I know, he has grabbed his cousin and they are both carrying the television!!!
Maybe he'll start rearranging the furniture in his room all by himself, next!
And Then There Were Two
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