Sunday, March 25, 2012
I waiting patiently for my husband to get a address so I can start sending him mail. In the meantime I will get my cards ready. I have 50 ready to go. I try to keep a stash of cards by the front door. Ready to go into the mail box. That way as the kids can throw a letter in with my card or a school paper. Plus they get to run to the mailbox everyday.
My thought for the day is: Come on Army, I need a address to send my husband cards and letters. It makes him feel special and it makes me feel like I am helping him.