During a busy and chaotic morning, J & K got very loud. Finding J riding the new vacuum cleaner down the hallway was the final straw. I yelled at him to stop.

The poor kid got his feeling hurt, and said,”I hate living in Alabama. Everyone is mean and yells. Let’s move somewhere where people are nice and everything is beautiful.”

I was curious. “Where would that be?”

“New York City.”

After that laugh, the morning got better.