Now that we are in our home and getting settled, it's time to break my blog silence. I have many posts on my mind and heart, but I'll start with this sweet, simple one.
I was hanging photos and shelves on the walls of our home this morning. I was making progress. Then I hit a stud. I didn't have a drill which meant that my little screw wasn't getting through.
Me: Damn it.
Schroeder: Damn it.
I turn to give my little mimic a raised eyebrow which should be translated to "thanks for being around to mimic me in my finest hour". Schroeder throws his hands up, gives a little chuckle, and says "I talking."