Presents

After dinner chats with my husband are my favorite. After having caught up with the kids' school and extracurricular activities and sent them off to do their homework, he and I sit at the now quiet dinner table and catch up with each other.

The other day our conversation, as it often does this time of year, turned to what the kids want or need for their birthdays and holidays. As the talk turned to our daughter a slightly mystified expression appeared on my dear husbands face.

"What's this thing she's asking for? For her hair..." His forehead wrinkled a bit and he developed a slight crease between his eyes. Obviously he was a little confused.

"Oh, that" I'd known about her wish for a while now "She just wants a hair straightener, a flat iron."

"But" said my husband, his face becoming even more perplexed, the crease between his eyes growing deeper and an adorable hint of a slack-jaw appearing "her hair already is straight. Isn't it?"

And that's when I lost it, I'd not laughed that hard for a while and in that moment I'd gotten my Christmas present. Moments such as these are the gifts he gives me and they are all I need.

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