Care Package

On Wednesday, the boy and I will have been dating for exactly 22 months. I don't celebrate each month, or really even notice them, but this time I decided to pay attention to it. Not because the number 22 holds a special place in my heart, or because I just love October. No. It happened because I wanted to make the boy a care package. Except he told me "Don't send me things. I always get in trouble." Blah blah blah.  We all know how well I listen, right?

But I saved some money and didn't send him the box through FedEx, UPS, USPS, or the Pony Express. I sent it through the VossMen Carrier System. VCS, if you will.

This wasn't an ordinary care package. It wasn't just filled with magical things that people Gaby's age would enjoy, it was filled with magical thing that people Gaby's age would enjoy that also correlated with our relationship. Awesome, right?

Literally, the lady at Target asked if I had kids. I told her I have a Marine, it's basically the same thing. She gave me a funny look after that... Pshhh.

To give you an example of what was in there that Gaby aged people would like,  I put play-doh, army men, and those awesome sticky hands that you slap people with, but leave giant pink marks on ceiling tiles.

Now, I know it sounds awesome already, but just wait. I had to find 22 different things that worked for our relationship that a 4 year old would enjoy that matched a certain month we had been dating. Do you have any idea how difficult that is? Nope.

I'll give you an example (Cody, here's your first answer).

For the month of May 2010, one of the big things that went on in our relationship was he had decided he wanted to join the Air Force. Neat-o. So the item in the box? A Red Bull. Because? Red Bull gives you wings!

Yes, they are all something along those lines. Check out the pictures. Be jealous.

The Box...

This envelope included the instructions and notecards.

The notecards included in the lovely package gave him an explanation for every item. Kind of. They really did nothing but keep me from doing homework for a few days. The AF/Red Bull one said something along these lines: Wings to help you fly. Ha. Good luck Cody.

Reading the instructions like a good Marine.

By this point in time, he was really excited about this idea. Can't ya tell?

Some of the goodies I included. :)

I even included this really handy cheat sheet that is well secured to the inside of the box, just in case the Marine gets tired of decoding my messages :)

Yes. I'm fabulous!