imaginary jack

Dylan,

You've got an imaginary friend. His name is Jack, and you've described him as "the guy that looks at me in the mirror", among other things.

I first heard of him the other day when you were talking to our friend Jill. She asked you where Jack's parents were. "Oh, they died" came your reply.

From time to time you've mentioned having a brother, or a sister. Sometimes both, but usually it's a sister. Jack is like a whole other level. I guess that's more common with first-born/only children. Uncle Chris used to accuse me of having "no imagination" when we were young. I guess I never had to imagine what it would be like to have siblings.

I'll try to keep tabs on Jack so we have a record of him as he grows up.


Dad