About a week before Christmas, I was walking by our tree and noticed a new “package”.
Before I go any further, let me give you a little background as to what a present snooper I am. When I was little, I knew each and every present that had my name on it. I could tell you that I had two big, five small, one that makes noise when you shake it and one as light as a feather. I dreamt about them every night, wondering, hoping for what could be inside those pretty packages. The suspense and curiosity about killed me every year. So, even though I shop for my own presents now (I know! I know! But, it’s easier that way and I’m always pleasantly surprised!), I do still take notice of new presents under the tree.
So, back to my story….I noticed this new package wasn’t really wrapped but folded up like a card. A bright orange card. Hmm…I took a peek as I carried a load of clothes to the mud room. Another look, just a little closer as I made another pass through the living room. The tree just happened to be RIGHT BY the computer and as I was trying to work, the cheery piece of paper kept catching my eye. It took every ounce of will power I had not to open it up. So, instead I took a picture of it.
Can you guess who the package was from? The sweet seven-year old who lives in this house…Zach! On Christmas Eve morning (when we celebrated this year), he gave us his present. The orange card said “For all of you” and had three pencils and a drawing of our family in it. I’m so glad I didn’t start crying and blubbering something silly, but that’s what I felt like doing. Children are life’s sweetest blessings and it’s moments like this that I want to remember forever.
I was surprised that he was able to keep his secret for a whole week. Even more shocked that I was able to refrain from snooping just a tad further. He has no idea what the suspense did to me. Although, maybe he did. I think I passed the present snooping gene on to him! Next year’s going to be fun!!!
