Happy Birthday to Bree

June 20, 2012

On Bree's birthday, we went out to dinner to celebrate.  She really wanted to go to Giuseppe Gallo's, which we all love.  It didn't take much to twist our arms.  We had a lovely little stack of gifts for her to open at the restaurant, but the best gift--the one we saved for last, was her Kitchenaid.  As a baker, Bree has been really wanting the Kitchenaid mixer, but those little guys are really expensive.  We had told her, as a matter of fact, that times were tight and getting a gift that extravagent was not going to happen.  However, we had been planning to buy her one for months, thinking it would be a fantastic surprise.  To keep it a surprise, we enlisted the aid of the Martins at the restaurant to smuggle in the box and hide it under our table before I got to the restaurant with Bree.  (Doug and the kids beat us there, in order to make that happen).  As for my part in the ruse, I wrapped up seven different boxes, each tucked neatly inside the previous box, until the smallest one was the size of a tiny ring box.  Inside the ring box was a little note that said, "Now ask your mama where the REAL present is."

The little moments of frustration as she opened each box only to find another box were worth the end result.  She had no idea that the real present, hidden under the table, was the thing she hadn't even dared to hope for--her beloved, shiny red Kitchenaid.