Christmas surprises, sneaky husband

I love my husband dearly...he has many amazing qualities that make him a wonderful husband and father, and really, truly my best friend in the whole wide world. Surprises, however, are not his strong suit. Birthdays and Christmas, Valentine's Day and Anniversaries...I pretty much always know what I'm getting, or what we're doing. And that's ok, really. That's just part of who John is, and I love him for it.

But this Christmas, I'm finding myself constantly surprised.

A few days ago, John told me not to get the mail this week because he didn't want me to ruin my surprises...wait...what? I don't even remember telling him anything that I wanted for Christmas this year, and yet little packages have been arriving almost daily. He wraps them one by one as they arrive and puts them under the tree, with cryptic little comments which he knows are making me insanely curious.

Today he took piquing my curiosity a step further by showing me the envelope he'd just gotten...from Italy. My husband ordered something for me for Christmas from Italy. I'm soooooo curious it's driving me crazy! So far now, I've got 5 little packages under the tree, and apparently there are several more that he didn't order in time and won't make it for Christmas. I'm so excited for Christmas tomorrow!

In other news, Fiona and John have been tracking Santa...Right now Santa is in Madagascar!

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