I got a package in the mail today. In fact I got two. Most grown-ups would open them at Christmas. Not me, I grabbed a knife and ripped those suckers open (think packing tape)! Paper, ribbon, and boxes everywhere! I didn't even take my shoes off at the door.
I snoop at every present. I hold it, shake it, and squish it. I'm pretty good at figuring them out too. When I was a kid, I would hunt down the gifts in the house, gingerly cut along the tape line,peer at my present, then replace the tape, and arrange the gifts exactly as I found them. No one knew. This year Sea hid all my gifts in her room and gave me strict instructions not to go in there. To be honest... I grabbed the phone in her room and peeked. I know that's wrong... but I did. However, in the direction where she told me not to look... not that I was looking... I saw she covered something with a sheet. Summoning all the will power I could muster I left the room at that point. I think I deserve props.
Once Whatever gave me a gift bag wrapped up like Fort Knox (sp?) and said not to look inside. I did anyway and there was a note that said, "I told you not to peak!" Busted. Maybe I'm five.
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