For as long as I can remember
any occasion involving gifts
generally includes a conversation
with Naphtali along these lines:
N - I got your present today. Do you want to open it?
Me - No, I'll wait.
N - I found it at a little shop downtown,
it's gorgeous. Do you want to open it?
Me - It's only a week - I'll wait.
N -You're really going to like it.
Do you want me to tell you what it is?
Me - Really, I'm happy to wait.
Honestly, that routine is aired
several times each year.
When I arrived on Thursday afternoon
one of the first things she said to me was that
she had put my birthday present in my room.
With that in mind I should be excused
for taking a peek, right?
I did peek - it was only a bag - and
found four beautiful fabric bundles with
tags that didn't help me identify them.
So I commented on the beautiful fabric
- said thank you -
and asked if they are bath towels.
You guessed it:
Mom! Those are for your birthday!
You weren't supposed to look yet!
Naphtali is a very generous gift-giver.
She loves to give, and
she loves the search for something special.
I think she scored, again,
with lovely foutas for my bathroom.