We got the call from my mother-in-law that Red and his grandfather are enroute. She also relayed the following story:
This morning it got to be 9am and they still hadn’t seen nor heard Red. Sleeping so late is uncharacteristic of him: he goes to bed easily and sleeps soundly all night, waking around 8 ready for the day. Finally he came downstairs. He was dressed, had brushed his teeth, and was wearing his backpack which he had packed himself with all of his stuff.
I can’t wait to see that big boy. I miss him!