Stories, Blessings and Humor · toddler

The Mail

Our mailbox is a few blocks away so it varies how we get it, if we get it at all. Some days I push the boys in the stroller to get it, some days I walk down to get it alone (this happened one time but it is a foggy memory) some days I stop and grab it when I drive by and other days Kelvin and daddy walk down after work and get it together…

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He takes pride in bringing the mail home in his little doggy backpack. I love to watch for them to come back out my kitchen window and see the huge smile on his face as they walk down the sidewalk.

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