15 years, 4 months.

Dear Jack,

After being out all day, we came home to see a toilet sitting on our front porch. No, I was not one bit curious as to why:

Obviously, it had something to do with your friends putting it there.

So Mommy had you recruit a friend to help you return it to wherever it mysteriously came from.

I still really don’t know the story of the potty on our porch. Oh well.

Love,

Daddy