Handwritten, showing the life behind the words more than an email does. It may seem old-fashioned, but I still love received (and sending!) letters via the post.
What brought on this bit of nostalgia? A bedtime letter. I have to start by saying that I almost dread bedtime in our house, at least for L3. L4 tends to be happy to go to sleep and falls asleep rather quickly (much like her parents!). My boy has never been so good with bedtimes, from infancy. We have tried many token systems, music, audiobooks (after we’ve read to him, too!), resetting bedtime with late nights and early mornings, all to no avail. We have now learned that this is part of and enhances his ADHD. He can’t quiet his mind down or tune out all of the house noises. He’s frequently out of bed multiple times for various reasons (bathroom, drinks, food, has to say goodnight one more time, etc). Friday night he was delivering mail. And this is what I received:
My boy may have a bleeding heart, but he melts mine.