Two Letters

I needed to mail two letters at the post office this morning, so I told Donny to get his shoes. He told me he had to wear his boots, so everyone will know he is a firefighter. Boots on and standing at the door and he announces, "I'm going to need panpakes for the ride." I told him we were just going to the post office and would be right back. He wouldn't quit so I gave in and gave him a small container with three pancakes. As I was backing out of the drive, he asked for milk. We are often in the car for long periods of time, so I will usually pack Donny some milk and a snack. Does he think this is an airline? He expects in-flight food and entertainment every time we get in the car.

We finally get to the post office and now he wants to bring his pancakes with him. I agreed because I just want to mail TWO letters. Can we PLEASE go? I put Abigail in the carrier and grab his free hand. Once inside, Donny spots the little bell, "May I ring the bell?" "Yes, you may, but just once." "Okay Mama." DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING

The nice postal worker comes around the corner only to have a pancake shoved in her face, "Panpakes! I'm a firefighter." She was very nice and had a small conversation with him while I finish. At this point, there is a elderly gentleman standing behind us and Donny shows him his boots and pancakes. The man tells Donny pancakes will make you fat. I feel the need to explain that I try to make them as healthy as possible, whole wheat flour, green beans and so on. The man looks at me like I'm crazy, point taken.

I have finally finished, pay the postal worker and escort Donny into the double doors. I took my eye off him for one moment and heard him say, "DIRT!" I looked over and he was playing in the little rocks in the ashtray/trashcan with all the cigarette butts. I screamed, "Don't touch! That's dirty!" "I know mama it's dirt." I try to explain that some dirt is dirty than other dirt. I push him and his dirty little hand outside and forbid him to touch another pancake. We are almost to the car when the elderly man walks past us. Donny starts to follow him, "Excuse me sir, will you please take my letter to my Grandpa in Ohio." The man just smiled and laughed. I threw the kids in the car and went home. TWO LETTERS!!!