I love to be surprised, but I almost never am. For some reason, the people who give me gifts always tell me about them ahead of time. Today, Jay and WCK went out on a Secret Mission. When they got home, WCK ran upstairs excitedly to find me.
"MOMMY! MOMMY!" she yelled. "WE GOT YOU A PRESENT!"
"Just don't tell me what it is," I said. "I'll be surprised on Christmas Day."
"OK," she said, and paused for about two seconds. "IT'S LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE!!"
She then started dancing around singing, "It's Little House on the Prairie!" over and over.
At least I don't know exactly what it is. Is it a book? A video? A tin cup with a shiny penny inside? I can't wait to be surprised.