We used to call my mom the mad clipper. She was the original media sharer. Back in the day her scissor was as poised as any mouse would be today. She loved to share things that touched her and mostly ones that made her laugh.
I guess Mom must have been channeling through Dad for him to cut this out and send it to me. There is something so charming about getting something like this in the mail. For that reason alone the USPS should stay in business.
It appears that as different as we all are, we are very much the same in the eyes of our kids.
Hard to choose, but which are your faves?