I was talking to daughter Beka and she related the following:
Every morning Jakob runs down to the basement bedroom to greet Grandma and Grandpa. They're not there! So he runs upstairs and asks his mom where they are. Beka explains that we got on an airplane and flew to our house far away. He gets really bummed. He wants Grandma to make cookies with him and Grandpa to come play in the snow.
Sniff, sniff. Jakob....we wish we were closer too.
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