Ready to pack his things...

I never thought it would happen this early, but Cody and I are officially the meanest parents...EBER (according to Andrew). In the past couple of weeks, Andrew has been telling me that I am the meanest mommy eber for making him do things like: clean his room, put away his things, turning off the TV, making him go to bed...you know...such horrible demands, right? Well, tonight while I was in the kitchen, I heard Cody tell Andrew that it was time to go to bed. Andrew's response? "You are the meanest daddy...eber! If you don't let me do fun things, I am leaving!"
Well, of course I did what any parent would do. I rushed into his room, grabbed a very small bag and told him to go ahead and pack his things...he could leave. Then, as he began to look for stuff, I said,  "Make sure you don't take any toys because I bought those and they belong here. Oh, and your clothes are mine too." He jumped up into his bed and said, "You guys are the meanest parents eber! I am leaving. I said, "Okay, let me help you to the door" and picked him up. He got the saddest look in his eyes and poked out his little lip and completely melted in my arms as he hugged my neck and started sobbing. I told him I didn't want him to ever leave. Cody hugged the two of us and we told him how much it hurt our feelings to hear that he wanted to leave us. When I went to check on him, he said, Mommy, I won't leave...eber! I said, "Good...because I won't let you."