Then I looked in the boxes, yep there he was. Apparently he moved from box to box so each child had dad "visit" their home for a few hours. He moved to his bed around 4 a.m. I don't think his back could take any more of it. I get so upset with my hubby sometimes, as all wives do. Then I discover what a fun dad he really is. These kids are so blessed to have Mr. J T as their dad and I am blessed to have him as my hubby. The boxes went to the curb the next morning in time for trash pick up but the talk of sleeping in the boxes lasted for several days.