Being a university student, I don’t get to see my family as often as I always used to, and whenever I come home they always beg me not to leave. Last night was no exception, apart from the only one begging me to stay was my Dad, and for a change not my sisters. That is because they knew there was a surprise in store for our Dad the very next morning – and I was a part of it.
So last night I drove home (listening to Harry Potter all the way home, driving like a maniac when the knight bus soundtrack came on).
And this morning, when my sister text me to say my Dad had gone out to the beach for a couple hours, I raced over as fast as I could, cat basket in hand and about nine carrier bags full of presents stuffed into my car!
I, too, was about to become a live and human present for my Dad. He didn’t think I was coming home until Christmas Eve, so this was the ultimate gift!
Here’s me, all wrapped up: an early Christmas present:
I curled into a ball and lay still on the floor for approximately 30 minutes until he arrived home.
“You have to open it now, Dad. It needs to be opened today,” they said while I lay wrapped in paper, and still.
“I can’t open it now,” he said, “it’s not Christmas! I’ll open it on Christmas Day”.
Then came a lot of loud protest, and I felt him edge towards my wrapped up form. Then, slowly, and carefully, he started tearing the paper and I stifled giggles and deep breaths!
When he finally saw it was me and spied my floral pink dress and dark ebony hair beneath all the wrappings he started laughing and I jumped up and wished him a merry christmas!
Afterwards, he told me it was the best Christmas gift ever.