Goal: To Be Organized. Deadline: About 25 Years

In June, my mom gave me a box filled with letters that I had written home over the years. A couple of months later, John's mom gave me a box filled with letters that John had written home over the years. I figure I better start sorting through the letters my kids have written, because in 25 years or so, it will be the traditional time to pass those letters along to the kids.

I have such a hard time sorting through the mementos without taking time to read and reminisce. Unfortunately, this letter isn't signed, so I'm not 100% sure who wrote it. I have a pretty good guess, though. I hope you enjoy it!

In case you are wondering whether or not Santa ever pot the prast in the triu, I can assure you that he did indeed put presents in (or under) the tree. :-)

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