So, I come home tonight and the boyz are watching The Sopranos. I had no idea they were fans or that I even left the t.v. on when we left. Now that I think about it...the remote was laying on their blanket on the couch and it did take them a minute to greet me at the door. Maybe they couldn't find the 'off' button in time! Hmmm...makes me wonder what else they do when I'm gone
