Packery delivery

 

 

A while ago, when a box arrived at our doorstep, Alex asked me what it was.  I answered – a package, a delivery. 

 

Who delivered it, Mama? 

 

The post office, Alex.  They come every day to deliver our mail, and sometimes they have a package for us. 

 

The next time we got something delivered – Alex rushed over and immediately said

 

Look Mama – a “packery delivery”

 

And, me being the Mama who just loves this sort of thing, said

 

Yes, it is a packery delivery!  For you!

 

We got him a new big boy booster seat that uses a real seatbelt. 

 

He was loving it, the packery delivery was for him!

 

And then opened the packery delivery and played with the box…