Monday, December 17, 2012

When Boxes Come. . .

JP sporting some new socks out of the box!

A big thank-you to Aunt Patsy, Grandma and Grandpa Cowan, Grandma and Grandpa Hale and Great Grandma Barbara!!

I think the post man is scared of us!  The doorbell rings and said door gets ripped off the hinges!  A box, a box.  Noisy kids race to the door and grab the package and cannot wait for the postman to leave before digging in.  I do not think he speaks much English.  Just from the post man's perspective to have giant kids rushing you all wrestling to get to the box first in their Hale storm manner must be quite intimidating!

Thank-you Mr. Postman--Merry Christmas!

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