I had one of those moments on Friday morning. I was on the phone and I was walking from the kitchen into the den. For some reason, I was looking up and noticed that one of Mitchell's socks was on top of the ceiling fan.
So I couldn't wait to show it to Dave. He obviously didn't know about it because he would have gotten the sock off of the ceiling fan. Right?
He knew. Because he and Mitchell were throwing socks one night and Mitchell's sock ended up on top of the fan.
In a way, I'm glad he left it up there. At least it made me smile.
Note: That is NOT dust on the paddles of my ceiling fan. It's there for decorative purposes.
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