Sunday, March 6, 2011

Mail

The boys like to bring in the mail when we get home from daycare. They used to fight over the job. If they are out when the mail carrier pulls up, she will divide it into two piles and give each one. Now they will split it up themselves so no fighting, unless there is a package on the doorstep. The last couple of days I had asked Owen to go out for the mail just because it has been arriving late and he was the one available to get it. He must have thought it was now his job. Yesterday when I went out to get the mail myself, I was met by Owen when I got back in the house. "Mommy, why did you get the mail? Am I fired?"

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