The wrapping paper that enclosed Girlcook's gift to Pater and I testified to the importance of gift-giving in her personal history: in red, green, and white felt pen, she tattooed a catalogue of Christmas presents we've given her through the years over the plain brown butcher's paper. "The Penguins!" exclaims the wrap, remembering a silly, plasticky, battery-operated toy that had fascinated 3-year old Megan so much in the mall that we decided it was worth overcoming our scruples about it. In reality, it didn't last more than a few months, if that, but it's obviously held a place in her memory for much longer.
Some of the gifts I can barely remember, but Meg does. I'm especially pleased that not only the books we chose mattered, but the fact that they were always inscribed carefully (the white letters below read "all the inscribed books"
One last photo: this one is of the wrap Megan made for Adam's gift. Rather than trace material gifts he's given her, she's remembered all the moments that made her sister's boyfriend her friend and turned a brother-in-law into a brother. A thoughtful gift wrapped in the gift of thoughts! -- may there be many more of these in our family's future and in yours.