Yesterday I called home to confirm to my parents our flight information. My little nieces and nephew where there. I had already bought gifts for them, but I thought I'd ask anyway what they might like me to bring.
Chelsea said, "Mommy, why did you ask them what they wanted? When are you going to find the time to buy these things. What if you don't find what they want? Mommy, you do remember we leave tomorrow?"
My daughter thinks before she acts. I've said she should have been the Mom.
My niece Gina (8) simply asked for a fancy doll to put on her shelf. "As in breakable?" I asked. I love carry-ons. Especially fragile, odd shape ones.
Gina told me that Marie (8) wasn't there to say what she'd like. I asked her if she had any ideas. Gina said, "Sure I do, Clothes! Something sweet and pink. But not fou fou Aunt Corey."
Next came May-May (6), she told me she wanted a horse. "A HORSE! How am I going to stuff a real horse in my suitcase?" She reassured me, "Silly Aunt Corey. It doesn't have to be real. Just soft and blue."
"Soft and blue."
George (4) my Godchild, asked for Spider Man. "Hum. That is going to be a challenge. Tell me if I can't find Spider Man, will Superman, or Snoopy, or Mickey Mouse do the job?"
"No not really." He replied. "I like Spider Man."
Hum, Chelsea was right.
Molly (4) thought the longest. After awhile she said, "I cannot make up my mind. I'm going to tell you two things and you can surprise me. I'd like a seashell and Jesus."
Oh God help me. We leave today.
Photos from last summer.