Last night, as Rush was heading out the door with friends, I reminded him it was Sunday night. Trash night. Oh my, nothing like the dishes duty he'd had for four days following Halloween--a night he was too busy to remember the trash, to not want that punishment again so soon.
So I got three very sincere 'thank you's' of relief for reminding him as he stopped everything to get the trash cans to the road. I never thought I'd hear those words associated with his chores--or see so much enthusiasm as he did it. Fred and I had to chuckle!