Well, tomorrow is Christmas and, like every Christmas and birthday, I suppose my first choice of present would be an orange box. I take after my mother (who loves the orange box, but only second to the red box), who always used to say “You know it is going to be a good Christmas when there is a red box.”
So here are a few of the recognizable boxes I would be happy to to accept tomorrow… Although I suppose it is what’s on the inside that counts… What are you hoping for?
One day I’ll tell you about the GIANT orange boxes we opened on our wedding day. I of course was having heart palpitations, while my husband was cluelessly untying the brown bolduc ribbon… The orange box meant nothing to him…yet. A great day!
And Merry Christmas!