Today as we were driving home from our semi-monthly obligation at Jenna’s Kindergarten class to cut, glue, staple and colate for a couple of hours (always a thrill), the UPS truck was just turning out of our neighborhood as we were pulling in.
“Hey, there’s the package guy,” John said. I think we may have been getting more than our share of deliveries in the month before Christmas if he knows the UPS guy.
And speaking of deliveries, I wonder if that book I ordered from Amazon is here yet? I think I’ll go and check the front porch or the mail box.
So, was the package for you?
No, no package for me, unfortunately. Maybe today’s the day the man in brown will bring something for us.