We stayed up late last night wrapping presents. I wasn’t feeling well, and it was hard to find a comfortable position to sit as I worked. And with so many children there were so many presents to wrap! (I know, first world problems, right?) Luke and I decided that when our little roll of Scotch tape was out, we would quit for the night. Then that roll of tape proceeded to have about as much longevity as the widow’s oil! We just about got them all done. Towards the end of the evening, Luke reached for a box shaped gift and shook it. “Is this one to Sam? I don’t remember what it is!” As tired as I was, this struck me as so, so funny, and I had tears in my eyes I was laughing so hard. I pictured Sam opening it tomorrow morning and us saying, “Look what you got! It’s a surprise to us, too!” There were a few items under the tree that were oddly shaped and particularly hard to wrap. After Luke put down Sam’s box, he spied my attempt at covering a doll (not boxed) with paper and tape. It looked like a Christmas mummy. Then he lost it, too.
The real job begins of keeping Adon and Kenan from ripping open the gifts before Christmas morning.