One late afternoon, Papa looked into the mailbox and shouted excitedly for IC. Hearing something in her Papa's voice, IC came running and jumped into his arms. It was a reaction of glee coupled with surprise. Papa asked her to look into the mail box, prolonging the excitement.
Seeing already what's inside, and recognizing where the postcard's coming from; IC was already giggling. Her first words were solemnly whispered, 'Papa, this is a postcard from Pippi.' As if she still cant believe that her favorite hero would be sending her a postcard.
'Go and show this to Mama. She can read the postcard to you,' when Papa uttered these words , IC skipped into my arms and proudly showed me what she got. She waited in earnest as I read the words to her. I wouldnt forget her reaction when she heard her name being mentioned, followed by the greetings from Pippi. Ahhh, she's in a little girl's heaven!
She took the postcard from my hands and proceeded in her room; finding a comfortable place to sit and savor the 'gift' from Pippi. Turning it around, smelling it, hugging it; just loving the feeling that the card gave her.
This postcard never left her side that whole day and the next days; it is now securely tucked in her toy chest. What a thoughtful gift from her godmother. Jaja, thanks a lot for making our little angel happy!