“I can’t live here anymore,” Teddy said. “Don’t try to find me.”
“I can’t let you go.”
“I can sneak out when you’re busy, you can’t watch me every minute.”
“But why can’t you stay?”
“Daddy’s not staying.”
“Are you going to go to see Daddy’s new apartment with me?”
“Because you won’t live there.”
“Teddy, listen. Do you know how much fun you and I have when we watch cartoons together, when we make cookies, go to the library?”
“And how much fun you have with Daddy when you go to the park, baseball games, or when you play video games?”
“Well, how much fun do you have when you do things with us together?”
Teddy didn’t say anything.
“None, right? Because Mommy and Daddy fight a lot, isn’t that right? We don’t mean to, and we have realized that we won’t fight if we just don’t do things together. We both love to be with you. But, we don’t have to be with each other and fight anymore.”
“But this is our house.”
“And next week I am going to move to a different house, just like Daddy did. So, Daddy will have Daddy’s house and Mommy will have Mommy’s house.”
“Where will I be?”
“Well, if you don’t run away, you will have two houses.”
“Which one will I sleep at?”
“You will have your own room at both houses. We’ll work out a plan with Daddy.”
“Will you fight about it?”
“Probably, but only because we both love you so much. Why don’t you stick around a while and see how it goes?
“OK. But if it doesn’t work I’m still running away.”
“OK. If it doesn’t work out by the time you’re twenty we’ll let you run away. Deal?