Kit for Kat!
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“What? No mail? Again!” she says and then turns to Kat, Papa or me “why didn’t you write me a message?”
After a (God) promise of doing it tonight , all is fine and a major situation averted. Phew!
So this is the reason each one of us can be seen writing little notes for Kit at night – to ensure that she has mail every morning.
My messages are usually small (unless there is a specific demand for a BIG card) written out on little post-it notes with a heart, flower or just ‘Mama loves you’ kinds.
Of all the messages, Kit most eagerly looks forward to Kat’s messages; not only for the heartfelt thoughts but for the materialistic side of them (after all, she’s only 4yrs old!) – Kat will always attach something with her note – an eraser, a sticker – a little something every single time!
Papa is the one with the longest messages – he writes few but he writes big cards always addressed to ‘My Little Princess’ and from ‘Papa Prince’.
We all are creative in this set up as well so some days Kit will get paper goodies – a fan (me), aeroplane (Papa) and basket (Kat) in her mailbox and her reaction is instantly gratifying.
This message business is not one-sided either – Kit spends a lot of time writing for us or making cards and pictures for her family. Very often, we enter our rooms and see a card or picture on the floor (that was sneakily delivered to us).
Also, now that Kit is learning to read, it is indeed heart warming to see her read her messages, all by herself.
Nice change from the good ol’ keyboard, thanks to Kit, the joy of writing by hand is being rediscovered in our house...