Jason got home from school today and I made him do his usual chores. He was going about things slowly, so I asked him if he wanted one of his birthday gifts early. He immediately perked up.
I put a copy of the original Splinter Cell game in a gift bag, told him to get the phone so we could call Mike at work, and then gave him his “gift.” He opened it, and was really excited for a second – until he realized it was the original game. Then he got a sad look on his face, as he explained to me that he wanted Splinter Cell Chaos Theory.
“Oh no! I got the wrong game? But you’ve been saying for weeks that you want Splinter Cell!”
I told him that we should call Mike anyways, but I knew Mike was in a meeting. We would just leave him a voice mail. As Jason was in the midst of saying that he got the original game, which was ok but not the one he had wanted, I said, “Wait! What is this … under the cushion here …” and pulled out THE Splinter Cell game.
I can’t stop laughing. The look on his face was priceless! He was thrilled to get the game, and now he’s upstairs playing it already. Meanwhile, I’m off to bake a birthday cake.
Man, I still can’t believe he is officially a teenager. Unreal.