May 6, 2008

The Mailman


Everyday I get the key off the counter and walk to the mailbox. I try to remember to hold dad's hand when I cross the street, but sometimes I am so excited that I forget.


Then I open the mailbox, dad gets the mail and we head home.  


Once in the house, I give the key back to dad so he can put it on the counter for tomorrow.

I am an excellent mailman.

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