Again, I am Getting Nothing For A Title, so This is It.

A few days ago, I was on the computer and heard the sound of the vacuum, followed by the piano. I stopped what I was doing to shoot off the following email to my 10 year old son:

Hello Son,

You are downstairs practicing your piano and doing your chores without being asked- that is a fabulous thing. You are a great son with great character and I love being your mom all the time.

Yours truly with sprinkles on top,

Mother

I got an email in return today:

"Blech!"

I guess I was too mushy, but I know he secretly loves it, so I don't plan to stop doing it. Besides, I live to embarass my kids. :)