Jack's got mail

Most days when I check our mailbox I find nothing more than catalogs, political flyers, bills, and junk.  Knowing that, you would think that I would not get so excited each time I see the mailman walk onto our porch. But for some reason, the occasional thank you note, encouraging card, or magazine that I find fuels my desire to run to the mailbox everyday.  

There's just something about mail that makes me happy.  In fact, when I was scheduled to be induced with Jack on 11/11 (Veteran's Day), I was bummed at the thought that he would never receive a card in the mail on his birthday.  I was so thankful that he was born early the next morning.  

As I'm writing this I am realizing that I should probably send more encouraging cards and thoughtful notes.... but that's off topic.  This blog is about the mail we receive at our house.  And we got some great mail last week.  Actually, Jack got the fun mail.  He received a card from his buddy, Jackson.  Jack had so much fun helping me open the card.  He played with it for about ten minutes and still smiles when he sees it hanging on the fridge.  I grabbed the camera to record the event.  And yes, it was an event.  He didn't want to put the card down.  He must have known how special it is to get something in the mail.  

Here's a few pictures of Jack opening his mail:

Check out that tongue - he's so excited!

Inspecting the card

It's important to taste the card, too.

Jackson came over to our house a few weeks ago and I snapped this picture of the boys after their naps.  When they woke up both boys were happy to sit on the couch with their sippy cups and stare out the door.  Naps are tough sometimes!