That's what I said. Period.

I've always been a bit of a grammar nerd. I'm not sure if it's because my mom would constantly interrupt me when I was using it poorly or if I was just so bad at math and science that I needed to find something I was good at. Regardless, I can spot an error a mile away. (That's not always a good thing. In fact, it often drives Chad crazy.)

This morning, I was finishing up a few things in the kitchen before heading out the door. Jackson was still sleeping. Chad was in the shower. I wanted to make sure he knew about a couple of things, so I left him a post-it on the kitchen window.

I scribbled it quickly, slapped it on the glass and started to laugh. This note would read very differently without the period, wouldn't it?