I don't remember how it came up, but Robin became very interested in the mail on our drive home tonight.
So, over and over, we wrote pretend letters to each other, put them in pretend envelopes, added pretend stamps, pretend walked to the pretend mailbox, pretended to put them in the mailbox, discussed the pretend mail carrier coming to pick up and sort the pretend mail and collect all the pretend letters for Robin, then walk the pretend mail route, reach our pretend house and put the pretend mail in the pretend mailbox, then pretend to retrieve the mail and read the letter.
When Robin asked me what my letters said, the answer was always:
"Dear Robin,
I love you!
Love, Mommy."
When I asked Robin what her letters said, they were never the same, but always something to the effect of:
"Ninety two dog stairs and the [unintelligible] ideas."
Robin isn't tired of this game yet, so we no doubt will have lots of chances to practice.
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