Anyway...this afternoon she comes out with a really pretty bag and hands it to me. I reach in and pull out a little tissue-paper wrapped gift. "Oh no!" she says, "you have to open that one last." Mmkay...I reach in and pull out an iTunes card (suh-weet) and a huge coffee mug talkin' 'bout respectin' the Queen (smart girl).
Finally get to the last gift, carefully pull off the paper and find myself lookin' at a two-pack of pacifiers. "What do I need pacifiers for?" Tryin' to figure out if this is some dig at my age or somethin' (though you'd think Depends for that before pacifiers - at least in my mind).
I look up at the daughter and she's got this really strange look on her face.
Then she cracks up..."Ooohhh - I got you SO good! You shoulda seen the look on your face!" HaHa!
Daughter and fiance are pissin' themselves laughin'.
I DID NOT need any more gray hair, nor did I ask for any...