Me (to P, who got up from the table): Hey, what are you doing? You’re not excused.
P: Well….I just had to peek out the window to see if my unicorn was trotting by and going over to the neighbor’s house, because if he IS… then I need to go downstairs to the fence because he’s looking for me.
The dining room.
“There are times when the actual experience of leaving something makes you wish desperately that you could stay, and then there are times when the leaving reminds you a hundred times over why exactly you had to leave in the first place.” – Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way