Me: What's in the box?
TBG: Nothing, really. What was that noise?
Me: Jenny knocked stuff onto the floor. I'll get it.
TBG: No, wait!
Me: (holding up a red 'thing') What is this?
TBG It's your new iPhone. Happy Birthday. (it's in August)
Yeah, he decided, after having his iPhone for three months, that I needed one, despite the fact that I really didn't. For the record, Jenny wanted the plastic mailing envelope underneath it (she's a plastic fiend).
He's still transferring stuff over, so I won't have it for a few days. I'm still a bit stunned and overwhelmed...
Okay, so how many of you thought he'd brought home another kitten?