Seeing the presents, I was surprised – my sister had made a grave blunder in picking presents for Colin and Daniel on their sixth birthday celebration.
Rather than the standard superb toys and games, she gave them indistinguishable sets of dress – dull, plain, and unacceptable for a birthday festivity.
Befuddled, I hunkered down to comfort my wailing twins, holding the undesirable articles of clothing.
Colin, with sorrowful eyes, figured out how to say, “Mother, Aunt gave us garments for our birthday. We needed toys! ”Daniel repeated, “No doubt, Mother, it’s the most awful birthday of all time!”
