Last summer Jacob took Jack camping with the scouts. When they came home, Jack's tag blanket was nowhere to be found. We checked laundry and made calls, but nobody accidentally took it home with them and it wasn't at our house. So sad, but he's a big boy and moved forward, looking back only occasionally. Well, when we were getting ready for our Memorial day camping trip, we found tag blank in his sleeping bag. I couldn't believe it. What a happy day!
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