there are days when P is yelling at me and calling me names and throwing a stink-fit and I am about to post the ad or put him to the curb. He slams into his room, comes out awhile later and shuts the door, declaring that no one should go in. My automatic thought is, "Oh crap, he’s trashed his room…"
So when this happened yesterday I peeked in and this is what I found;
Okay little buddy, I’ll keep you.