I think I've mentioned it, but I've been doing some "home projects" around the house (and it's not just the cleaning projects, I've been fixing things...). Well, one of the projects I did was remove a broken ceiling fan from my bedroom and reinstalled the original light fixture. Drew was home that weekend and he was helping me out with it. He picked up a screwdriver and started "working" on a part that was on the floor. Then he looked at me and said, "Mom, I just loving screwing."
I about fell off the ladder.
Someday, I'll be able to really embarrass him with this one.