Tuesday, June 29, 2010
A Perfect Gift
We saw Daniel this week. He's our friend since way back when the dudes lived with us, and Max was a newborn... so way back, it's not enough to say "he's our barber."
Daniel picked up his bug-eyed rubber chicken and showed it to me, saying "I was in the 99 cent store and saw this. I thought of you."
He squeezed it, and it made a funny squawk.
I do like chickens. How'd he know?
Then he says something about having it around, he finds himself liking it too much to part with, and that's when I really started laughing.
I could never make him part with it.
"It's the thought that counts, Daniel," I told him. And I took a picture, because the memory of it, seeing his joy, and that hilarious bird, makes me happy all over again.
Max and Alex got haircuts.
And they look extra good.
A perfect gift = Time in the company of a thoughtful friend.