This morning Hank and I stepped outside to pick up the milk delivery and found a package sitting on our porch. Not knowing who the sender of the package was, I opened up the box, secretly hoping that its contents were unwrapped. No such luck. I'll have to wait another week to find out whats inside the packages. Man, if Hank had this much fun with the packing peanuts, imagine how much fun the actual presents are going to be!