|Elisabeth posing like her dad|
Over the last couple of weeks we have begun a routine of walking to the mailbox together. (Jonah usually wants to stay inside where it's cool.) So we walk the short distance up the hill to the mail kiosk and she gets to carry a piece home. But, oh my, if there isn't any mail that day, she is very unhappy and cries and refuses to leave without her mail. I have resorted to taking a piece of old junk mail with me to ensure she has something to carry home.