Like Christmas in March

...oh wait. My birthday is in March. Let's just call it a belated birthday gift.

I got two boxes in the mail today from my stepmother. She sent all sorts of childhood treasures, including copies of my high school newspapers, programs from plays I was in, dinky ceramics I had painted in various classes, and every family video from 1988 until high school graduation in 1996.

What a wonderful gift.