Mail Call!

Mail is a wonderful tradition! Not only are we amused by the white truck that stops by the house almost every day to put mail in the black box, but sometimes the lady in the white truck brings us a box! This week the lady dropped off a really big box from Mom-With-Cool-Toys and Shrimp Dad. Evidently, Mandy and Sam left stuff at their house when they went there a while ago, so they had to send our forgetful people their stuff back. I don’t know why Mom WCT didn’t bring the stuff over. I haven’t seen her in a long time. And I bet if Shrimp Dad was here Mandy would fix shrimp. I love shrimp. Anyway, I do love boxes, so I am glad they at least sent me a box.


The box smells so strange. I have spent many hours smelling the box. It is so big though that Peyton and I can both fit in it. However, I like to chase him away from my box and claim it as my own.


Mom WCT and Shrimp Dad sent us a card too! Mandy put our card in the box along with one of our mice and we have spent hours playing in the box. It has brought us much joy to have a large box in the house. What fun!

Uh-Oh! I have spent too much time away from my box and Peyton is eyeing it again. I better go rescue my box from the hands of my brother.
Elway