Schatz: Is that for me?
Me (flipping through the mail): No, this one's not for you.
Schatz: How about that one?
Me: Nope. Oh! (handing an envelope to Schatz) This one's for you.
Schatz: Who's it from?
Me: It's from the bank. We'll open it when we get home.
I went to the counter to claim a package. Schatz went to the window and opened her letter. A few minutes later...
Schatz (handing the letter back to me): Here, Mom. I don't want it anymore. I forgot. I can't read yet.
*The APO is the Army Post Office.
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