AuburnChick's Adventures

Keeping a secret at Christmas can be hard sometimes, can’t it? Especially when you’ve picked out the perfect present for someone, and you can’t wait for them to open it.

When Mr. AuburnChick and I were dating, I had thought long and hard about what I would buy him. I finally selected, after saving up several months for it, a beautiful watch. I just knew it would look good on him.

One day, probably a couple of weeks before Christmas, we were visiting at my house, and while we sat talking, I somehow told him what his gift was.

Don’t ask me how it happened. It just slipped out.

I’ve been told that I talk too much. This is probably true. Had I been a woman of few words (do such women exist??), I might not have said anything. You know…actually thinking before I speak.

Needless to say, I was devastated! I could not believe that I had ruined the surprise. I remember that I cried.

He laughed and brushed it off, assuring me that it would be okay.

And it was.

Apparently this tendency is hereditary.

One Christmas, when Soccer Chick was a toddler, we were in the living room wrapping presents. It was probably a Sunday…the day of the week when we made phone calls to the grandparents to stay in touch.

Soccer Chick was a blabber (still is), and when it was her turn to talk on the phone, she was asked what she was doing.  She responded:  “Oh Granddaddy, I’m just sitting here wrapping your shirt.”

Then her eyes got wide, and she slapped her hands across her mouth in shock.

Quite the picture, as you can imagine. Simply too precious for words.

To this day, she cannot keep a surprise, which is why she was surprised when Guy Friend opened the hat I made him.  I didn’t dare tell her.  I knew she would spill the beans.

I think this is part of the magic of Christmas…well, perhaps any time of the year.  There’s something about the act of giving that brings fills our hearts to the brim with joy…to the point where we can’t contain it for very long.

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