Mom Stopping

Austin was making dinner in some thermal leggings and a sweater. I went in and apprised myself of a touch. Then I texted Mom to let her know I was home. Then Mom texted back that she wouldn't stop by after all.
Me: Hmph, and after she was texting me at work and everything. At least I don't have to worry about her seeing your little heiney and having to make you pull your sweater down over it.
Austin: Are you sure? I took pictures.