Birthday Present

Today my husband handed me a wrapped present for my birthday. He told me the present was from our daughter Lan. This is what it looked like:

He asked if I liked the wrapping. He must have wanted me to think that he had wrapped it. Then he asked “Do you know who wrapped it?”

“You?”

“No.”

“Lan?”

“No.”

“Drakeson?” (grandson)

“No.”

It was getting harder. It was taking me longer and longer to come up with a next guess.

“The store where this was bought?”

“No.”

“George?” (son-in-law)

“No.”

“Thal?” (son who’s living close by)

“No.”

“Liên?” (daughter who’s living in Hawaii)

“No.”

This was getting ridiculous.

“A random person?”

“No.”

“It came that way.”

“No.”

I gave up. Who on earth would have wrapped my birthday present?

It turned out it was Tim, our neighbor. My daughter had texted my husband, asking him to intercept a gift package and to wrap it. My husband happened to be out of town that day. He forwarded our daughter’s request to our neighbor, including the instruction to wrap the present. Voilà. It was done.

This is what it looks like unwrapped:

It is a lovely necklace of a string of pearls holding a dragon with a pearl on its tail. If you did not know, my name Trân means Pearl and our grandson’s nickname is Nhỏ Con Rồng or Little Dragon.

I will wear this many many times.

Thank you everyone involved for a lovely present and a fun story to tell.