It was a quiet morning Chez Moppet, with Moppet's Papa, me, the laptop and the PC all companionably surfing the net together, when I came across this post by Tharini. Of course, I had to show it to him.
"Nice," he said.
In the silence that ensued, I debated whether I should leave it at that and hope he had got the hint, or hammer my point home.
I decided to go (as I usually do) with stating the obvious.
"Now that's what I call a thoughtful gift," I said, meaningfully.
He grinned. "I knew that was coming!"
He would. He knows his record with gifts is abysmal. And I know he knows, but still insist on reminding him every chance I get.
*Cough [nag!] cough*
Hey, I heard that! But really, I can count on one hand the gifts I've received from him in the 8 years that we've been together. Surely that entitles a girl to some nagging on the whole gift situation?
Although I must admit that though they've been few, his gifts have all been rather special.
One of my favourites is the paper lantern. It magically appeared in my dorm room one day, hanging over my bed from a bent wire hanger, and transforming my pokey room into a cosy haven with its warm orange glow.
But my most cherished gift from him probably doesn't even qualify as a gift. It is a handwritten note that was tucked under my pillow the day I came home from hospital with Moppet. Written with raw emotion, it is a beautiful expression of love, pride, and confidence in me.
On days when I feel like I can't do this any more, when I feel like I'm just not enough - I pull out that note. I don't really need to read it, I know it all by heart. But to see the words in his handwriting is to hear him say that he loves me, that he believes in me. That I am an amazing wife and mother. That I can do this.
Hmm...I guess I don't have it that bad after all. Sheesh! And this post started out as a complaint!
Anyway, I'd like to hear from all of you on the best gift you've ever got. I need some ideas that I can pass on to Moppet's Papa!