When she answers the door she says I have a surprise for you.
And I make some noise that means excitement and she says But that’s for later.
And I make some noise that means disappointment and follow her into the kitchen.

She pours us a drink and then at the age of thirty I demand to know what the surprise is because I can’t wait any longer.

She relents, goes to her room and comes back with two Paint Your Own Mug kits.

I make some noise that means excitement.

But really, I wish I’d waited.

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