This morning, out of the blue, our daughter informed me that she was going to runaway and live at Grandma's house, because it is simply too messy here.
She had gone through the motions of writing a good-bye letter and picture for her mom, which I did find a little disturbing, and informed me that she would be leaving after school.
We sat down and I asked her who was the main contributor of the messes around here and she replied, "Me and my brother". She took a couple of minutes and after some serious thought, she told me "I guess I should stick around and help him clean these messes up, so we can have a snack later!"
Funny thing is, I was thinking please take him with you. At least for the weekend.
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