My helper

I was writing thank-you notes and found myself called into Jackson’s room for a diaper change. Jacob decided to help me write my notes. I noticed some envelopes were missing. He had carried his stool outside the door and placed these into the mailbox:

(Don’t worry; all the postage was salvaged.)   


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1 Response to My helper

  1. Kim Ward says:

    So Cute and sweet!!

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