Collecting the mail from the letter box is something of a ritual. Jemima, Caleb and I race to the letterbox and Caleb always gets there first. Then, he is always so disappointed that mum and dad seem to get ALL the mail (really awesome stuff like bank statements and bills, usually). It was very timely and cool, therefore, that Christie has organised a kid's mail swap for all those little sweeties who get a bit blue when the postie has nothing for them.
Caleb got to work this afternoon on making some cards in his special style. He gives them a thumbs up.