There he was. Walking down the hall...carrying a BIG bag. A bag that was bigger than him. When I asked what he was doing he informed me that he was "Moving out. Definitely, moving out."
Thank goodness he didn't venture too far...just the back yard.
And, he made sure he had all of the important things from home.
Fake food and Superman!
But, after a while of living on his own...he decided he missed me...
and came back home.
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