Yesterday, Charlie got a letter in the mail. The Christmas activity we were working on came to a screeching halt. Letters for four year olds are not a common occurance here. "For me? A letter for me? Look! A letter for me! I got a letter!" When Charlie was done waving his letter around, he opened it.
He pulled out a sheet of stickers. "Ooh stickers! What is this animal?!"
"Move it back a little, Charlie so I can uncross my eyes."
He did and we identified animals from the African plain. "Mama, do you want a sticker?"
"Sure."
"Which one?"
"I don't care. Which one do you want to give me?"
Charlie smacked a elephant onto my chest and decorated himself with a monkey. But wait! There was more in the envelope. A note and a dollar. A whole dollar.
"Do you want me to read this note to you?"
"I got a dollar! I got this dollar! Is it store day? Can we go to the store right now?! (insert much dancing and waving)
"No. Store day is not for two more days."
"Drat!"
"Do you want me to read the letter? It's from Grandma Pugga."
So we read the letter and Charlie was so overwhelmed by his grandma's generosity that he found a narrow scrap of paper and wrote a letter of his own in response. His first letter. He worked through a good part of dinner and smeared a little steak sauce on his work and when he was finished it looked like this.
He pulled out a sheet of stickers. "Ooh stickers! What is this animal?!"
"Move it back a little, Charlie so I can uncross my eyes."
He did and we identified animals from the African plain. "Mama, do you want a sticker?"
"Sure."
"Which one?"
"I don't care. Which one do you want to give me?"
Charlie smacked a elephant onto my chest and decorated himself with a monkey. But wait! There was more in the envelope. A note and a dollar. A whole dollar.
"Do you want me to read this note to you?"
"I got a dollar! I got this dollar! Is it store day? Can we go to the store right now?! (insert much dancing and waving)
"No. Store day is not for two more days."
"Drat!"
"Do you want me to read the letter? It's from Grandma Pugga."
So we read the letter and Charlie was so overwhelmed by his grandma's generosity that he found a narrow scrap of paper and wrote a letter of his own in response. His first letter. He worked through a good part of dinner and smeared a little steak sauce on his work and when he was finished it looked like this.
bERG
RAM
UiLU
VYO
BE
CUZ
YOGA
VThe
mUNe
TOMe
fRUM
CHARLIE
The
Enb
Anybody want to whip out their secret decoder ring and make sense of what he wrote? (It is readable. I promise.)
Comments
Sure. But I don't think you'll be able to pry it away from Charlie!
Kate
Xandra
That's darling.
~Luke
Should we be worried about the "beer Grandma" part? Or does the YOGA sort of cancel out any ill effects from the beer?
It doesn't take much to win the heart of a small child, does it? Such a little thing can mean oh so much. Charlie's very first letter-- what a huge reward Grandma gets for her effort. Don't forget to make a copy of it before you send it!
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