Having cribbed about the brat's desire to pass off his old things as presents, it's only fair that I also document the cute manifestations of this habit. On many days, I get home from work to be told proudly that there's a 'supprise prezzint' waiting for me. On a couple of occassions, the camera happened to be handy for me to document the 'gifts'.
This one is wrapped up in his pillow cover (the pillow's still there too) and neatly closed with a butterfly-shaped paper clip that he has appropriated from my stationery drawer.
I was instructed to empty the pillow case, which I did in accompaniment to much hopping, squealing excitment to find:
- A stethoscope, an syringe and some other paraphernalia from his doctor kit
- A cap
- A colouring book with a page coloured in especially for Mama
And on another occassion, I got this... (the maid's help was recruited to pack it):
...which contained the following items:
- An old book we haven't read for a while
- The ubiquitous butterfly clip
- A star-shaped cookie cutter from his Play-Doh set
- A cow soft toy
- 4 crayons
- A wooden giraffe peg (came with the butterfly clip)
And that's not all. We've also wrapped up a prezzint for the baby - a couple of soft toys - and hidden it under the bed, to be opened only when the baby comes...
I will never know if the birthday boy from the previous post would have appreciated his gift of old crayons, but as his mother, I'm loving this habit :)