THE PERFECT GIFT
When children get to be a certain age they need to get married. At least boys do because it is extremely difficult to buy gifts for them. When they are married you can at least buy something for their home.
I can’t ever think what to get my boys. It doesn’t get any easier at Christmas. However, I inadvertently got the perfect gift for Garret this year.
At our house, we have a system for birthdays. Someone in the family remembers the date, gets on the phone and calls parents and siblings to remind them to call the birthdayee. It has always been fail proof. However…the other day, I got a call from Garret.
“So, Mom, what did you do yesterday.”
“Well I can think of one thing you didn’t do.”
Suddenly I knew exactly what I didn’t do. “I forgot your birthday.”
“Yup NO ONE in the family remembered.”
I felt better when he told me she forgot once too, but felt so badly about it that she started to cry. I tried to summon up some fake tears. It didn’t work. If I was a good mother, the tears would undoubtedly have come in waves like the ocean. The best I could do was an apology.
“Garret I am so sorry we forgot your birthday, but don’t you be forgetting mine!”
He laughed. “Actually it’s the best gift you ever gave me. Now I can give you guff about it for eternity.”