7 years, 9 months.

I didn’t even know what a Beyblade was until about 2 weeks ago. But now you have 3 of them.

And this past weekend you literally spent hours spinning these little propelled tops across the kitchen floor, attempting to crash down Jenga towers that you would build.

It’s the kind of self-invented activity I love to see on a Sunday afternoon. And even when you finally got ready to change things up, you learned that the Jenga blocks make perfect dominoes.

Your sister even took notice and decided to make a bed for some of her smaller stuffed animals.

Good thing Mommy suggested you go through the closet and find a game to play. You made the original Jenga even better!

Dear Jack,

Love,

Daddy