Someday, my children will say to me, “Daddy, what happened to it?”
And I will say, “What happened to what, dear children?”
And they will say, “Our inheritance.”
And I will say, “You wanted toys.”
That’s Texas Armadillo Ranger on the left, and a bear who may or may not be named Austin on the right. (Depends on Jayna’s mood.) And I can tell how much Zan loves me, because he waited at least a full minute after my arrival before asking me on the way to baggage claim if I had brought him anything from Texas.