Yesterday we temporarily moved the TV to the living room to accommodate our All-Star game watching party. This afternoon I spied a handprint on the bottom of the TV, now noticeable due to the TV's new location and the glare coming from a different window. That handprint almost made me cry--it was Isabella's.
So, that tells you a couple things:
- I miss my grandbaby.
- I haven't cleaned the TV since January.