I figured the boys would eat it up. At least, I loved getting mail as a kid (and still do!) I'm tempted to write Mickey myself!
Lennon decided to make a card for Lightning McQueen. I'm not sure he cared about the letter- I think he was just happy for a chance to talk about Cars without everyone suddenly remembering they had something else to do. Some of us have reached our saturation point on that particular topic.
M was supremely uninterested. "They aren't real, Mom." L reasoned that it's just for fun, but not even the prospect of a postcard of his very own in the mailbox could convince him.
He wanted to write a letter, just not to a Disney character. He settled on the editors of National Geographic. So nerdy. So awesome.
His letter read as follows:
Dear NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC,
I love NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC. I'm M. I'm five years old. I read "The Truth About Black Holes." The sandboarding part was best. Will you write me back?
Love, M. J.
Please, oh please. May that letter reach a mom who will take 10 minutes to make a kid's day!