The Box

So the other day while I was talking to my dad on his birthday,
he told me something.
He told me that he and my mom were getting ready to send me a package.
But then he proceeded to tell me that I would have to
wait
to find out what they were sending me.
Why even tell me that you're sending me something,
if you're not going to tell me what's in the box
That's what I want to know.
The past few days I have been going over and over
 and over in my mind what could possibly be in
the box.
And there are just so many possibilities!
I told them a couple weeks ago of a few things
that I wanted from home...
but I was thinking they would just send them across the country
with my grandparents when they take a trip out this way...
I don't know.
My guesses:
-my cupcake pans
-my cupcake books
-my Nintendo game system
-salsa

But that's all I can think of.
Gah, I just want to know!
(Obviously, I am not good with surprises.
They tend to drive me crazy.
So, future notice: don't tell me about something,
unless you fully intend to tell me a good majority of the details.
Because if you just tell me a little bit about it,
I will be going over every possible thing in my mind
trying to figure it out.)
Anyway, I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of
the box.
And I will post results
of what was actually in
the box.

Blessings.