Wait a Minute Mr. Postman

On February 4th, 2010 the US Postal Service was invaded by the MiniMarx's and a few of their local kiddie kolleagues. A tour had been arranged and despite a morning of lackluster listening I rolled out with my wayward wee ones figuring a change of scenery could be just what we needed. I will admit that it was interesting to catch a glimpse of the snail mail innards. When not trying to mail herself somewhere exotic, Bailey nosed around the bins of packages. I am not entirely certain that she didn't rearrange one or two but when I peeked at the suspected box it was prisoner mail and I imagined that a sidetracked package might be a dose of kharma for the addressee. Perhaps with that "tough on crime" stance, I should consider running for office.....

Hayden took a break from rummaging to interrogate Postmaster Chip who was kind enough to indulge his barrage of questions.

If only I had a rolling sorter of my own for time outs! I can just imagine sending the kids to their section for a bit of reflecting.

When all was said and done, we finished off the trip with by sending off a letter or two of our own. It is safe to say that we left this particular office with a new definition for "Going Postal"!