I pulled a present for Zachary this morning, showed it to Reid and told her what it was and that it was for Zachary. Reid’s eyes sparkled and she grinned and said, “Zach-y” with great enthusiasm. (I’m careful to enunciate the second syllable and soon she may say, “Zach-A-Ree” but we’ll cross that bridge later.) In any case, we put the present in the gift bag and I finished getting ready for work. Before I left, Reid was dancing around the house with the present, out of it’s bag, singing “Zach-y, Zach-y” over and over.
As I left the house, though, she was reading the book we got for Dylan to Grandma Joyce. Reid’s copy is a bit mangled from much love and she was pleased that we were giving a copy to Dylan. I had left the tape and a piece of artwork out for Reid to wrap the book. This will be a fun activity for Reid as using tape is one of her favourite things to do. I hope some of her joy is captured in the packaging.
I got a present of my own this morning. Karin drove me to work in a warm car that even had a seat heater. Whoever thought up warming bums and lower backs is my hero! Tomorrow I’ll take the bus but today I was spoiled.