On a recent Wednesday night I was putting Ben and Jack to bed. Travis was at the church for youth group and I was going to be leaving just a few minutes later to pick him up. Jack, the helpful boy that he is, suggested that maybe he could go pick Travis up for me. Knowing his limitations, he suggested that I back the car out of the driveway, but confidently proposed that he drive to the church, get Travis, and come straight home. I looked at him and said, "Jack, what do you think I'm going to say to that?" He paused for only a minute, cocked his head to the side with a confused look on his face and replied, "Thank you?"