Moving out

So I am sitting at work this morning, sick as a dog I might add, when I get a fairly frantic phone call from D. Usually when a phone call starts out "thats it I am done with this" you know the kids have once again proved to be their terrible selfs. So it seems that while he was cleaning downstairs he sent them upstairs to clean up. Hailey decided, withouth permission, that she no longer wanted to share a room with her sister. She then proceeded to move all her stuff from their room into Rileys room. D was fruious. He was even more angry when I laughed. I think its hilarious. I can't believe that she actually had the will to move all her stuff by herself . So I am sure D is at home ripping his hair out over the mess. I wil, of course, go home and fix it as usual. Those kids never cease to amaze me.