"Jensyn, where is Jack?"
"He's in his room."
"What's he doing in his room, he's being so quiet. Will you go check for me?"
(pitter-patter of Jensyn's feet quickly making way to and from Jack's room)
"He said he's waiting for daddy to come home."
I went to check for myself, and this is what I saw.
Sweet little kid. And sweet John who works so hard. We miss you this spring John, but thanks.
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