You’ve got mail
Today I took the boys to Auburn with me, where we stopped by the Humane Society to collect the cash and checks for the past week and then ran a few errands around town. Jackson managed to get ahold of a sucker in the shelter and by the time we pulled up to the bank to make the deposit he was in pure sugar heaven, quite literally bouncing up and down in his car seat and talking a million miles an hour.
“What’s that? What you doing, Mommy?” he asked me while I stuffed the bank bag into the deposit box.
“I’m sending this to that nice lady right there” I told him.
“Ohhh,” he said. Then he waved both hands in the air and when the teller smiled and waved back he yelled “Hey! You’ve got mail!”