Last night, Paul mentioned that he wanted to give me one Christmas present early, so that he wouldn’t have to schlep it to Houston (and I wouldn’t have to schlep it home). He brought out a nicely wrapped package, and set it on the coffee table.
“I hope you’ll like it. I know you’ve wanted one for a long time.”
I was puzzled, as nothing on my wish list was this size or weight. I opened the package. My laughter startled the cats, who were hovering, hoping to get hold of ribbon and paper. I laughed so hard that I couldn’t speak. I set the gift and wrapping paper on the floor, and stopped laughing long enough to kiss Paul. By the time I got the camera, Sasha had come to investigate.
Astute readers may remember that, in a recent post, I stated, “I want a ___.” My sweet husband was paying attention.
Here is Sasha (a feline Carol Merrill) proudly showing off the very Tonka® backhoe featured in my post on earthmover lust. Now, Paul pointed out, and I have to agree, that Tonka® toys just aren’t what they were when we were growing up. Even in the “Tough” steel line, many of the parts are plastic.
No matter, really, because where this gift is concerned, it really is the thought that counts.
And what, you may ask, will I do with a Tonka® Tough Trencher Backhoe™? As I write this, it’s sitting on the edge of my desk; I smile (and shake my head a bit) every time I look at it. That will be its home for the near future. But when our nephews come to visit next summer, watch out! We’re going to have quite a time knocking over hills and moving earth in the back yard.
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