The natural order of things.

I was working on my column last night and Matthew plopped down on the coach with a loud sigh.


“I’m sad Tori’s leaving soon.  I actually LIKE her now.”


I looked at him, “That’s because we’ve been gone for five days.  Don’t you worry, by the time she leaves next week you’ll hate her more than ever.”


“You’re pro’lly right.   Thanks, Mom.”


“Don’t mention it.  Now get downstairs and start fighting.”