On a Walk to the Mailbox

  Mail.  The word is exciting.  Mail doesn't come directly to our house.  We have to work for it.  And...you never know what it might bring.
  The weather is getting nicer also, so the daily trek to the mailbox is wonderful!!!
It's funny....in hindsight.  The trek used to include a stroller.  Then it was a stroller and a tricycle.  After that came a stroller, tricycle and a bike with training wheels.  Now our excursions only include tennis shoes and bikes.  The stroller went into retirement (that sure went fast).  But the excitement of our daily trek hasn't changed.

 The Destination:

 The Moment of Truth:

The Way Home (someone has an awesome big brother):

Small and Wonderful Distractions:

Our trip should only take 20 minutes, but its usually an hour  before the mail is placed on the counter.  That's okay though....grass, flowers, and puppy dogs are worth it.