Thank Heavens For...

Heaters! And I'm not the only one. From a very young age I can remember my mom sitting on the stove, with the oven on and open, reading her book and eating ice. I would find her like this most days when we would get home from school. Now I don't do that, I just keep my house on the warm side and I do sit in front of the vent and just enjoy the heat! This must be something that is passed down from generation to generation because I have found Cooper many times in front of the vent. He knows right when it comes on, will jibber jabber to me (to let me know its on of course) and will run and stand/sit in front of it. He will do this EVERY TIME it comes on. It's the cutest thing ever.