After any big event in which there are lots of presents – like, say, a baptism – there are the thank you notes. I try my very best to write good ones and to be prompt about it. It’s the least I can do for someone who took the time and consideration to pick out a gift! (Plus, checking a box on my 35 by 35 list. Nice.)
Because Baby P is so fortunate to have a lot of thoughtful and generous people in his life, we have been writing a LOT of thank you notes. So many that I actually ran out of the jumbo-sized box I bought and had to go to Target for more. But it’s when we were standing in the cards aisle that Baby P chose to get fussy – nay, screamy – for the first time out in public. I got flustered, grabbed the first set that caught my eye, and made a break for the checkout line.
And that, friends, is how I ended up with a giant box of very ornate, very uncharacteristic flowery pink thank you notes. Just so you know.