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?"
"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."
"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.
Anybody want to whip out their secret decoder ring and make sense of what he wrote? (It is readable. I promise.)