Greetings!

Before Christmas Chris saw something in a catalog that he wanted to get for me. David asked me if I had been told about it. I told him no and he showed me what Chris had picked out for me. No one ever ordered it, so I wound up not getting it. Dang the luck...or not?

This morning I had the catalog in my car (Yeah, it has been four months, you got a problem with that?!) and Chris started looking through it, saw the potential gift and exclaimed, "Here is what I want to get you for Mothers' Day! But since I told you, you have to pretend to be surprised."

This, Ladies and Gentlemen, is how much my son loves me...

How do you politely tell your five-year-old that the thing he most wants to get Mom is something that Mom would never, ever, ever, ever use? That being said, if Mom did get it, I'm sure it would be up in some little boy's bedroom within minutes being used for a decoration next to Thomas the Tank Engine's track or hung up from the ceiling next to "Sat-er-in" or the "Erdth" and it will from then on be known as Plantet Duck with the Duckling Moons and oudder spacemens can use the napkins as sails for their oudder space boats and the toothpicks to dip their bananas in the Jell-0 powder to turn them colors.

Gotta luv'em.