Leaves are changing

The leaves are changing in my neighborhood. Which means that it won't be too long until Reid will be begging me to give Christmas music a rest.

I'll say: "No way!"
He'll say: "Please?"
I'll say: "Sorry, but no. And I'm really not that sorry/"
He'll shake his head and say: "You really are a piece of work."
Then I'll remind him with the cutest smile I can muster: "Hey, you picked me! You knew what you were getting into."
He'll sigh and say: "Boy it's a good thing you're cute."

Then I'll turn my Christmas music back on :)

Gotta love Husband Reid, and Christmas music.

And of course the fall leaves.