The kids and I managed to surprise him, the man who sees through wrapping paper, with a couple of his gifts. The hockey stick was not one of them : ) However, given the tension headaches he’s been having for months, I thought a good neck massager would be just the thing. And as I was shopping for that, I noticed a leg massager (his favorite!) for a great price (Black Friday, reserved on-line, picked up with a coupon in-store a few days later, booyah!). Technically, I saved in coupons what I was supposed to spend on his gift (in other words, I blew the budget), but I felt bad that I didn’t encourage him to buy the truck that was parked at the turn onto our street for weeks and weeks and weeks, that he was positively drooling over. He always busts the budget for me, so I thought he deserved a treat. Almost literally, he sat in the same spot with those two massage things going all day! All weekend? I think I did a good job : )
He gave me a paper shredder (I’m safety conscious), but not
til a few days after Christmas because he didn’t want to wrap any more. He also
beefed up my collection of kitchen utensils, added to my supply of “favorite
books that I now own,” and added a few other fun surprises to my gifty morning.
The kids fully enjoyed their blessings, the only “complaint”
I heard, and it was really more just a sad realization, came from Graysen. “I
did not get any Legos.” Sure enough, everyone else had Lego kits or stocking
stuffers or sibling gifts, but G$ got zilch! (Maga made up for that a couple
days later : )
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