Being the day before my birthday, when my husband said he would take our toddler and go grocery shopping – so I could get some study done – I was half-expecting the shopping trip to have a secondary motive. But I said nothing, and expected nothing in particular.
When they got home, Elspeth said to me, “Mum, do you want your elephant?” I wasn’t sure what she meant, but I was wearing an elephant t-shirt. I pointed to it and said, “This one?”
“No, mum. The big grey one,” she replied, pointing in the direction of the backyard. Now I was even more confused. I thought perhaps we might have left one of her elephant toys outside at some point. “Take me and show me what you mean,” I asked her.
“Your secret elephant,” she explained further, and it was with much hilarity that I realised Aidan had bought me an elephant for my birthday. A secret elephant, obviously, which he had instructed her not to tell me about!
However, as she let the cat – or the elephant – out of the bag, Aidan decided there wasn’t much point in being secretive about him, so here he is! My birthday present, a day early. I’m calling him Monty. Monty the Wine-bearing Elephant. I love him!