I’m done with my Christmas shopping. My final order went in about an hour ago.
On Saturday, Obi helped me wrap a birthday present for a little boy.
I’ve told you this before. I also told you that we didn’t attend the birthday party full of happy five year olds because I had a headache. So the present has remained in our living room.
I set it up against the leg of the coffee table, sufficiently in the way that I will remember to take it with me on Wednesday when we see the little boy’s mother. Every morning the package is laying down in the middle of the floor. I set it back against the leg.
This evening, The Boy and I were eating dinner in the living room. Obi came in and knocked the present down. He stretched over the top of it. Then he kicked at the corner. “Obers,” The Boy said. “Stop. That’s not yours.”
Obi’s ears went flat. He stared pointedly at The Boy. He glanced at me.
Obi started to unwrap the present.
The Boy intervened. The present is now in his office on the bookshelf.
Where it will undoubtedly be forgotten on Wednesday.
We made a sale on our Zazzle store! We’re so excited. It inspired a whole bunch of new products, uploaded today. Check it out.