Uh, December the 4th.

Back home.

I'll call you back.

Y'all come back now, hear?

Now, we have December 4th, and judging from the fact that your nephew is entering the fifth grade, I would surmise that the year is, um, 51 or 52.

We're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.

Now Jethro, you share your grits and fat back with Miss Potts today.

Dear son and kinfolk, I take pen in hand to say we are all fine back here.

At first, I thought the city dude worked for Mr. Brewster, so I drove back out to the cabin to give him a piece of my mind.

You come to take me to school?

They'd go to complain it to their folks.

We're going to have to get you started today.

If they get any bigger, you're going to have to go outside to turn around.

I reckon he's coming to see Jethro off to school.

I'm glad to hear it.

You ain't supposed to carry him, he's supposed to carry... No, that's ridiculous.

I decided to come by and drive our diminutive genius to school myself.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

He was there to get Jethreen.

Sure nice to hear from Ma.