Guess What?

Jenny's been busily texting the last few days while we've been in Missouri. 

"Mom, Strider's cousin wants to know what time we'll be home on Monday and what day would be okay to come out to our house," she passed the message to me.

"Tell Striderling's cousin that we have a van to unload as soon we get home and could use some help," I laughed.

She texted back my response and quickly got a reply.

"He'll be here when we are," she said with a bashful smile, "And he says he'll unload the whole van by himself, he doesn't mind."