I haven’t told you but I have been a very sad boy ever since Thanksgiving Day when my Daddy had to get on a plane to go to Reno because his Mother is sick. My Mom explained to me he had to go but I want him here to play with me. Every day I sit by the door with my shoe lace in my mouth waiting for him to come back, but he doesn’t come in. Where is he, I want to play!
I love my Mommy but she can’t play right, only Dad does. She can’t throw the toys in the special way and never gets them up high. I want my Dad!
Mom says he will be back tomorrow. Is it tomorrow yet? What time is tomorrow?