Saturday, December 5, 2009

Christmas surprises

One of the really fun things about Christmas is the surprises, wondering just what is in that pretty package with your name on it. The tricks to try to figure it out, you know, shaking it, sniffing it, searching for small openings in the wrapping.

I haven't had this experience since I married The Schroeder. He can't keep a gift secret from me to save his life- and I don't even ask. He just blurts it out randomly, like he's going to explode if he keeps it in any longer. It's really sweet, the little face he makes when he's deciding whether or not to tell. He gets this grin on his face, like a baby when you can't tell if it's really a smile or maybe just gas. And really it's never a decision of to tell or not to tell, it's when to tell.

1 comment:

  1. My husband is the exact opposite. He can keep a secret like no other! (I'm pretty good at the secret-keeping thing myself.)

    But I like that your husband is too excited about giving to keep it in. That seems a good quality in any marriage relationship.