Reeeeaaaaach!

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I realize these pictures might seem boring to the average viewer, but I live these pictures nearly every single day.

We walk to the mailbox.
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She begs to be the one to check for mail.
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She can't get it open.
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The end.
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Comments

Christine @ 12,450miles said…
hahahahahaha!!!!
9:42 AM
Monica said…
priceless!
10:00 AM
everythingismeowsome said…
checking the mail IS kind of exciting! Way to reach, Rory.
12:01 PM
Joy said…
Rory, I get as excited over the mail as you do! : ) And, yes, where our mailbox is hanging on the wall - I have to stand on my tip-toes too!
7:36 AM
Krista said…
short and sweet - love it!
2:33 PM
Anonymous said…
She could not be any cuter!
8:32 AM
Grace said…
SO. stinkin'. cute!!! and that blue highlight is awesome!
9:10 PM
Beth T. said…
Brooklyn is into checking the mail these days too! One other thing about this picture made me remember that I used to check that same mailbox! Crazy! Praying for you every day!
8:03 PM
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