i'm a sucker for handwritten notes

seriously. 
i am. 
kind words are wonderful. 
a nice email is amazing. 
but i miss the art of the handwritten note. 


i received one in the mail recently from my favorite buttface in Wisconsin. 
it was a handmade card with the simple little message inside. 
to the effect of remember when we used to make bean dip and do crafts. (because how can one really achieve their full creative potential sans bean dip?)
and it made my day. 


this came home in anthony's backpack this week. 
from a friend at school. 
asking for a play date. 

it kind of made my week.