"Honey, I'm so glad you've decided to move home for good. We're going to have the best time ever. I'll make you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch and you can eat it at your little red table. Won't that be fun? And then I'll read you 'The Giving Tree' before you take a nap. Later, we'll go to the park. Deal?"
"I'm only here till Tuesday, Mom. This is temporary."
"Temporary-shmemporary. As far as I'm concerned, this is permanent. Forget San Francisco. Too hilly. You can never find parking. Let's make some space in the closet for all your big boy shoes."
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