My whole family knows I'm terrible about waiting til my birthday to open presents (which is why I'm guessing Gommie has hidden my package amid all the ones we've received for the kids' Christmas! Come on, I've only opened Pop's card, Aunt P's package, and Mama Teacher's gift card!!). But Mama is worse than I am: she made me open my birthday present this evening; she was so excited she couldn't wait any longer (mainly because she had warned me this wasn't a gift I could open in front of the kids).
Stop your dirty mind.
She gave me a beautiful handmade oak case with 5 hand-turned, nineteenth-century inspired crochet hooks in different woods. Gorgeous. And easily broken by enthusiastic three-year olds. I can't wait to use them.
Thank you, Mama. I love them. And you.
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