This morning while I was trudging along on the dreadmill {trying to think of reasons to get off} I got the following text from TJ. Cracked me up...I'm fully expecting to hear "I'm moving to Nana's!" At some point during the teen years when we are arguing or going rounds about something or another. Good thing is my parents are always happy to have the kids come over...but equally as happy to send them home.
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