Showing posts with label postcards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label postcards. Show all posts

Monday, August 1, 2011

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Coast to Coast



Dear Papa,

What are you doing? Are you wored out? Mommy said to say thank you for the hostatality. I don't know what that is, but thank you, okay. Also thank you for no bed time and for the pool and beach until night time. Mommy said maybe you were wored out but I said not Papa.


Okay, I think you can come have a sleepover sometimes if you get sad while we are gone. Or just rest for when we come next year so you won't be wored out. If you want to you can get me a Nintendo DS for next time. Okay, bye.

Love,


Zachary, Age 4 and 3/4




P.S. We told Daddy what you said about real men give bear hugs and he said he liked that. Then we gave him a bear hug and he liked that too.

Zachary and Isaiah, Summer 2011

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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Sink or Swim.


Dear Mommy and Daddy,

Today Papa said he was going to teach me and Zachy how to for real swim. He said the way you learn to swim is to just get in and then make a choice to sink or swim. That's all.

Zachy said he chooses neither.

Love,

Isaiah Age 3 and one fourth (and Zachary Age 21 months)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Everyone wins.

Dear Mommy and Daddy,

Today we played hug-o-war. Us against Papa. Papa thought that he won but I told him that in hug-o-war everyone wins. He said he liked that game rule. 

After that we had some frozen yogurt.

Love,

Isaiah, age 6

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". . .where everyone kisses and everyone grins and everyone cuddles and everyone wins."

~ Shel Silverstein

Monday, July 18, 2011

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: California Dreamin'


Dear Mommy,

Here is what I learned about the beach. You can do some of your best thinking there. Especially if you have the right drinks.

Guess what? If you have to pee from all the drinks, you don't even have to go that far either. Papa says it's okay to go in the ocean because where do you think the fish go. Just not number 2.


Love, 

Isaiah, age 5 and Zachary, age 3 and three fourths

P.S. Please tell the mayor of Atlanta-in-Georgia that we need a beach. But not a lake-beach but a real-ocean one, okay? Thank you. Okay bye.

P.P.S. Where do the fish go number 2? Papa said to ask you. Now this time bye okay.

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: All You Can Eat.


Dear Mommy and Daddy,

Today we ate at a place where they let you eat what you want. Like pizza and macaroni and ice cream. Except you can eat it in any order that you want. Like first, ice cream with sprinkles, and then maybe one broccoli, and then some pizza. Or maybe no broccoli. 

Papa says it's all going to the same place and that there is no such thing as a spoiled appetite. Okay, bye.

Love, 

Isaiah, age 5 and Zachary, age 3 and three fourths.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Camp PaPa Postcard Classics: Considering Converting.

Dear Mommy,

Did you know that Auntie JoLai has a car that the whole top comes off of? She asked if we want to "drop the top" and then that's what she did. Took the whole top off and it was just air and sun on our heads. But we had some sunblock so it was okay. Mommy? Did you know? This is something people do in California. They drop the top. Why don't you drop the top, Mommy? You should. Because this is very cool.

Love,

Zachary, Age 4 and three fourths.

P.S.  I need some shades.