Today there was some sort of fight between mom, who's a raving psycho, and dad, who's not very bright, yells a lot and repeats everything he says three times. Whatever happened, dad was taking off with the kids, threatening "We're not coming back! We're not coming back! We're not coming back!" Mom didn't seem to care, of course.
Dad's all "Get in the car! Get in the car! Get in the car!" and the three kids are trying to do exactly that. JayJay, the middle boy (he's about 11 I reckon), gets in after 5 minutes of screaming and running around the yard. RayRay, the older sister, wants back in the house and tries to sneak in the back door, only to find mom there throwing some plastic toys against the sidewalk in an attempt to keep her outside. It worked, RayRay grabbed her stark-naked little brother (Dylan, though I'm shocked he's not FayFay or HeyHey or something) and piled into the car. They took off, apparently never to return.
Except they were back 5 minutes later, dad screaming from the car "Give us the school bag! Give us the school bag! Give us the school bag!" but mom would have none of it. I couldn't see for sure, but my guess is JayJay forgot his schoolbag in his haste to run from his mom, and dad wasn't stupid enough to try and go inside to get it.
Sadly I had to go to work, and I don't know how the saga played out. I love the drama, but c'mon guys, you're making me late for work.