Label Maker Meets 6 Year Old Boy

So I have a label maker. It's fabulous. I label my stamping supplies, I label boxes, and I've labeled light switches. WHAT? Light Switches? Really? Here's why: I've lived in my house for 5 years (could that really be?). And I still don't know which switch operates which light. And Kent laughs at me. A while back I was at my friend Nicole's house and I saw that she labels her switches so she knows what they do. Genius, I thought. So I labeled a few... the ones I had trouble with anyway.

This one, for example:

Then Spencer noticed a switch without a labels and decided to fix it. This particular switch plate is partially obscured behind a bookcase in a very small walk through type of space. It didn't need labeling... there is only one light that it could possibly operate. But he fixed it for me. Don't you love how he slapped them on?

Then Spencer noticed another switch without a label and decided to do something about it - right.then.

Spencer: "Mom, What's this switch for?"

Me: "Nothing."

So he labeled it.

He then proceeded to Label my label maker with "Mom." He printed out about a dozen "Spencer" labels. It'll be interesting to wander around the house and see what he's stuck his name to.

Now I'm out of label machine tape. Is that a good thing or a bad thing I wonder?