Our mailman must be on permanent vacation. I see a new delivery person every other week. The mail used to come regularly at 11 am, now it comes any where from 11 am to as late as 4:30 pm! I like to send my Netflix back as quickly as possible and that doesn't always happen when I wait for the mailman.Today I went to the post office to drop off the Netflix, as to have a faster turn around time and the mailman came way early. The baby was dozing and I didn't want to drag her out of her seat. I asked Eric if he would like to take the mail inside to the mail slot. He was excited! (It's all about the little things!) I told him to put it in the slot that said meter. He made sure that he was looking for something that started with "m" and ended with "r". As soon as he took off I realized it was metered and ended with a "d". I wondered if he would figure it out or come back with the mail in hand.
As I watched him enter the post office he opened the door and let a lady in. What a gentleman! I've never seen him do that before, so it was a very nice surprise. A minute later he back outside, with the mail. He told me there was one with an "m", but it didn't end in "r". I held back from laughing and told him to please put it in that slot. He was off again and back in no time.
Upon his return, he was saying, "This is bad, this is bad." I asked him what was bad. His response, "I dropped my jolly ranchers in with the mail!" I don't know why he had them in his hand, but whatever. He got more jolly ranchers at home.






1 comment:
That is a really cute story. Eric is such a good kid. He cracks me up.
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