Will’s birthday is coming up and my sister, who lives in Virginia, is ordering him some things from Amazon. She asked if she should have them wrapped.
This made me laugh as nothing brings Will more joy than seeing a brown package at his doorstep. To him, the brown box is the wrapping!
In fact, when he was 3 years old he used to call the UPS truck the “Package for Will” truck. He would get mad when it drove by our house without stopping.
He doesn’t call it that anymore, but there was a good year where his grandparents thought he was spoiled rotten (by me and Chad) because he called the delivery truck the “Package for Will” truck!
