An oversized envelope arrived in our mailbox. When I opened it up, I really couldn't believe it.

Inside was a very nice letter from Mrs. Burtoft's class, asking me if I wouldn't mind taking care of Flat Stanley and maybe snapping a few pictures with him here in California.

Also, folded neatly, was Stanley.

How could I refuse? After all, he was life-sized and I can't imagine he wanted to stay in that envelope much longer.