But it wasn't too long ago that wasn't the case.
This year I had asked My Boy about why we haven't had lights on the second story. He said he had been thinking about putting lights on it but wasn't sure how to get the power to light them up.
I guess my question spurred him into figuring out this problem. He put up a strand of lights that easily connected to power but soon found that they didn't reach to the end. So it was back to square one, plan B, only to find that this plan wouldn't work either.
Then My Boy laments, "Where's Dad? (He hadn't come home from work yet.) He could figure this out in no time." It warms my heart that My Boy respects and looks up to his dad
My Mann arrived while My Boy was still trying to work it out and together they got it done in no time. Now there are lights on both stories and it looks beautiful. What would I do without my boys?
I just now noticed that they both posed with the Christmas lights in a similar way. Father like son or is it son like father?