Andy was bathing in our bathroom this evening before dinner when he started receiving signs from Sam slipped under the door.
Here was the first.
This one showed up a few minutes later.
A third then slipped under the door.
I can't believe it. We're having pork roast and carrots and potatoes.
Then, per all accounts, Andy yelled to Sam that he was wasting paper.(!)
Alas, the forth and final note arrived in similar form.
I am not wasting paper. In fact I will draw a picture on every piece of paper.