Yesterday was a windy day.
So, imagine my surprise when my almost four-year-old ran out to the mailbox, then walked back in struggling to hold a pile of letters and bills.
“Whatcha got,” I asked him?
Hayden beamed with pride and said, “Your mail. I got it for you, Mommy. But I dropped it, and some of it blew away.”
And with that, he turned and went back out to play.
Gotta love it.