The Mail

Colby just wrote a letter, put it outside in the mailbox, and raised the flag.  When he came back in, I asked him what that was all about.

Colby: "Oh, I'm just mailing a letter."
Mom: "To who?"
Colby: "Dallan from school."
Mom: "What did you write?"
Colby: "Since I won't see him, I told him to ask his mom to drive him to Chicago, and meet us on the plane going to Hawaii.  She might say yes, or she might say no.  I don't know."
Mom: "You invited him to Hawaii with us?"
Colby:  "Well, he wanted to go."

Yeah - his mom might say yes.  Sure.