To keep things lively around the house, Greta likes to sneak up on me, shout overused expressions, and then run away. For instance yesterday, when I was making breakfast, she appeared out of nowhere and screamed, "Connie! You're a hot mess, just sayin', my bad." Then she was gone.
Speaking of Greta being gone, she's leaving for college this fall and Bo and I are getting a little weirded out and sad that she won't be living with us all the time. Last night, after an exhausting day at the office, he and I went into the living room and talked about our feelings. We agreed that we are handling the Greta-leaving thing just fine.
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