Santa's elves kind-of messed up

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My mother has this thing about sending both my girls a new advent calendar every year.  It's very sweet.  This year she sent them early on, in November, 4th Class, USPS.

This is how they looked when they arrived late yesterday (12/10/12)

Part one:



The good news is that both advent calendars finally arrived and brought us much joy -- however thought I'd let folks  know that postage upgrades appears to be worth it.

Part two:  Behold our two wonderful advent calendars which survived the crushing blows of the USPS!

One is a wonderful Andy Warhol calendar and the other is a NYC advent calendar filled with little windows which each show a little famous NYC iconic image in a pop-up NYC ice skating scene.

Both courtesy of my mother who always knows where our hearts are!  Thank you!!!







Comments

Peter said…
thanks for sharing. You have some awesome blog posts...Peter
December 13, 2012 at 3:27 PM
Peter Varvel said…
But is the CHOCOLATE okay??? That's the important question!
;)
December 13, 2012 at 7:14 PM
Louise On The Left (Coast0 said…
Check out the actual advent calendars which survived the smooshing by our postal service! One's an Andy Warhol calenday the other a NYC scene one!
December 13, 2012 at 10:50 PM
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