So Niel went to the post office today to strong-arm the postmaster into finding our packages from Mom... No, really, he just went to enquire about them, but strong-arm seemed a much better verb...

He ended up coming home with 3 of the 4 boxes my mom sent. I freaked out when I saw them -- and we had a lot of fun going through them all!

The best part was what my mom said when I told her they came. "I'm just sorry the one with all the presents hasn't arrived yet..." So these three boxes of gifts weren't reeeeallllly presents - they were just pre-presents -- hors d’oeuvres, so to speak. I can't wait for the next one. I'll take Box #4, Bob!