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Tommy was grumpy. He did not want to go to bed. He wanted to play with his cars and trucks. But Mommy said it was time to sleep. She gave him a hug and a kiss and tucked him in with his pillow.
"Good night, Tommy. I love you," Mommy said.
"Good night, Mommy. I love you too," Tommy said. But he was still grumpy.
He lay in his bed and looked at his pillow. It had a picture of a mail truck on it. Tommy liked
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mail. He wanted a mail too. He tried again. " Mommy is not so sad," Timmy said. He looked out the window and saw the mailman coming to his door with the mail truck. He was smiling. He waved and waved at the mailbox man who was walking his truck to get his mail back from his house. The mailbox man stopped his truck and got out. " Hi, Tommy. I have mail. Do not come to my house. My mailbox will open later." The mail man said. Tommy felt bad. He wished the mail would stop and the mailman. He wished Mommy would let him play with his truck and his friends and his trucks. But Mommy said it would not be fun. The mail was not for playing or eating or playing with Tommy and Mommy. " Tommy. I don ' t like mail," the mail lady said in a high voice, in a deep voice that sounded like a thief. She had a big bag of mail in the back of her hand. She was very kind and friendly. " I ' ve a letter to take. It ' s from Grandma and her friends." Tommy opened the bag. It was full and colorful paper. He had his own mail and his favorite truck. Tommy was so surprised and surprised that he dropped the bag of mail. The mailman laughed. " Hello there, Timmy," Mommy called. Tommy ran to Mommy and gave the envelope. " I ' m sorry, Mommy. I ' m grumpy, but I don and the mailbox man and his friends. I like to play. Do I do?" Tommy said in a soft voice. He showed her the envelope, but he did nothing at home or to say goodbye. " Tommy is still grumpy, Mommy. Maybe you ' re tired and grumpy. But I ' ve to go. Maybe we can go to Grandma. She will make me feel less grumpy. And I ' m sure she will make you smile," Tommy said, holding Mommy tight. He hoped the