Waiting

     Kendra is home for Spring Break from Logan. We are watching T.V. and folding laundry and waiting for the mail truck to come.  Every time we hear a car we look out the window.
     Kendra said, "I wish the mail truck played music like the ice cream man."
     She makes me laugh.  If the mailman did play music the song could be,  I hope they call me on a mission. 
     Her call did not come on Wednesday, so it looks like she will get it tomorrow.  She needs to go back to Logan and Jonathan, Megan and I are headed to Colorado for a Lacrosse tournament.  So it looks like she will be opening her call on Sunday.