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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

The Mailbox

About two months ago, I came home from choir practice to find our mailbox flat in the ditch. Someone had left the road, driven through the ditch, over our mailbox and back out onto the road. A drunk driver most likely, as the mail had already come for the day and was strewn about the ditch and there were no adverse weather conditions.

The next day I went over to where the mailbox had been to assess the damage. Our mailbox was in four pieces. It snapped back together and didn't seem to be visibly any worse for the wear. The post however, was snapped in half and the plastic piece that the mailbox sat on was no where to be found.

So, I brought it inside and set it on our back porch.


"Mom, what are you going to do with that mailbox?"

"Well, we are going to go to the store and see if we can buy a new plastic piece to mount it on. If we can't, we are probably going to have to throw it away."

"If you can't fix it, can I have it?"

By the time Jim got home from work, his plan was already fully thought out. If we couldn't fix it, he told him, he was going to get to keep it and he could mail letters and maybe someone would bring him some mail.

As it turns out, we couldn't fix it. We had to buy a whole new mailbox and so this one, became his.

Every morning after it became officially "his mailbox" he would wake up and run to the back porch to check for mail. And, for about a week, every night we would sneak out there when he was asleep and put mail in his mailbox. Junk mail, catalogs, etc.

Then we ran out of junk mail. Or at least junk mail that would intrigue a child. So one day, he didn't get mail and we had to have the disappointing conversation with him that even WE don't get mail every day and that... gasp... even the mail man needs a day off.


Now, the mail man (aka Mom & Dad) comes a bit less frequently but it is ALWAYS an exciting time at our house when he walks out there, realizes the flag is down and finds a new piece of junk mail to marvel over.


He mails things back now too.


"Mom, I put that envelope in there and the mail man came and took it and now he's going to deliver it to someone."

4 comments:

kbreints said...

This is adorable. I love seeing posts about Zack on here :)

Anonymous said...

Awesome. Now I can forward him all of my bills!

Kelly said...

So cute. Mea is also obsessed with our mailbox. She writes letters to her friends, to her sister, to the mailman.

It has taken a few times of explaining that her letters need an envelope and a stamp to get to their destinations.

OHN said...

What a fabulous idea for any kid! Tell him if he mails letters to people (family etc) that he will get even more mail in return (though the *mailman* will have to sneak the letters from your mailbox into Zack's.

This could be a great learning tool without him ever even realizing he is learning anything ;-)

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