Monday, December 20, 2010

Sick Mail

This little card came in the mail, addressed to our oldest son (who, until the youngest came along, was the most accident-prone kid on the planet). It's hard to tell what the message is here:

"We Want You Back"?
" Thanks for Funding our Trauma Center with Your Blood, Dad's Sweat, and Mom's Tears"?

At any rate, I thought it was kooky, weird, and kind of sick to get this announcement/invitation? in the mail.

As for our RSVP: No, thanks. One pulmonary contusion was enough to make me appreciate this place, thank you very much.

1 comment:

Laurie said...

Hmmmm. No thanks, is right!