Naomi loves the mail. It sits in an unsorted pile by the door and the daily delivery of fresh envelopes sends her into vibrations of glee.
Because of her fondness for opening the mail and hoarding the envelopes for her own use, I sort out the junk mail and have a special pile just for her.
Inspired by Linus's letter to the great pumpkin, she's been writing letters to everyone in her life. Including the Great Pumpkin and Santa, of course. There are usually a few recognizable words withing the squiggles of indecipherable lines, she sounded out "dear" and decided that it should be spelled with a Y, as in "dyr".
And then she puts it into a business reply mail envelope, seals it, and together we write the recipent's name on the outside. We make a special trip to "the white mailbox at the bookstore" and she mails it.
Heh. Take that, you evil tree-killing junkmail sending corporation.