Mail Call!

Yesterday, we came home to this outside our door:

 Kaden says, "I think it's for me."  I look at it and say yes, it is.

"Because it has my name, right here, see?  KADEN (LASTNAME)

Who's it from?"  Uncle Steve. 

 "I don't know what it is, Mom.

Do you know what it is?"

You know what I love most about this?

He didn't let me help unless he got stuck (i.e. packing tape).

So look at all the ways he kept moving it around, trying to get it open.

"Mom, this is big! But I still don't know what it is."

"Hey, look, it's a chair!"

"Thanks, Uncle Steve!"