I generally take a nap on Sunday afternoons while Daniel is home to take charge of Tirzah Mae.
This week was no exception. After completing a range of household tasks, I took myself off to bed.
I napped a bit, glad for the sleep and woke up to Tirzah Mae awakening from her own nap. I got her up, changed her diaper, fed her afternoon tea.
Daniel was nowhere to be found.
We went to investigate and found him in the garage, clearly hiding something.
Daniel’s work took him rather late into the afternoon, later than our usual dinner time – so, after a quick consultation with him (having warned him that I was going to open the garage door), Tirzah Mae and I started into dinner on our own.
About midway through our meal, Daniel came into the house, instructing me to close my eyes.
When I opened them, he was holding this windchime!
Happy birthday to me!
(I’ve always wanted a windchime, but am not much of a shopper so it’s an item that’s perpetually been on the “buy some day” list. Except not anymore, ’cause Daniel made me one for my birthday!)
Happy birthday! What a sweet and thoughtful gift!
Oh, how sweet! Those are the best kinds of surprises!! And Daniel is very talented–as well as loving–to pull off a gift like this. :)
Happy belated birthday to you, too!