When I was about, 14, my Great Grandma got me two turtle neck sweaters (pink and teal), a box of pink and white hair clips, and some Tinkerbell play lipstick for my Birthday. I was mortified when she made me model it all for her. (I was way too cool and goth at the time to be caught dead in anything pink. Haha.)
More recently, my Dad sent me a jar with a mechanical butterfly in it, for my Birthday. You tap the lid and it bangs around inside the jar. That’s all it does…
Then for Christmas, he sent me a realistic cowboy armadillo wine holder. (As in, an armadillo wearing a cowboy hat, bandana, and guns on it’s belt.) This really stumped me. I don’t drink wine, my decor isn’t western themed and I don’t even live where armadillos do. At least I can assume the butterfly in a jar was his way of remembering that I like bugs. Haha.