Ok so. How do I begin describing a feeling of complete and utter joyful gratitude?

In my profile, I wrote that I loved vintage stationery and ephemera, that I was an artist and loved using interesting pens for artwork. I also mentioned my daughter, who is a notebook fiend. She has a notebook for all of her interests. Stories she writes, fashions she designs, ideas for minecraft worlds, birds she sees in the backyard, etc. I said it wasn't necessary but I did want to include her if my potential santa was feeling like making a little girl happy.

I got a message almost immediately asking her name. We exchanged messages a few times and my santa mentioned she was worried I would be freaked out by her expert stalking. I said I wouldn't. It actually is nice to have an involved santa that is interested in what goes into a good gift. Plus through her messages, I could get that she was such a nice person. I didn't mind at all actually! We both agreed that in real life, we'd probably be friends, as we shared a lot of common interests based on my post history and my Pinterest

Today was the first springlike day that I got to go outside and start some yard work. I got a notice that my package was out for delivery. I distracted myself with the yard work so I wouldn't be crouched at the corner waiting for the mail carrier to arrive. Thankfully my neighbor had a flag up for outgoing mail so I could monitor that. I didn't have to, though, as my daughter was outside riding her bike and came running. "Mom!!! You got a package!!!"

Went inside and carefully opened it. Immediately I saw many small parcels. Some with my name, some with my daughters name. She was shocked and surprised!! I didn't tell her to expect anything in the mail so she was ecstatic.

First thing I noticed was a little airplane bottle of whiskey. It was confirmed--best. Santa. ever. If anything, just that made my day. :)

My four year old decided that the tootsie pop was his. I had Eliza open her gift first.

You know that squeal that little girls do when they are excited or see something cute? That happened and got increasingly louder and more squee-ful with each gift. Among her surprises: a copy of "wreck this journal", a variety of stickers, touchable bubbles, and scented markers that I was demanded to inhale along with her. "they smell sooooo good ohhhh my gawwwd!" Was her reaction.

Now for mine! First thing I opened was a set of vintage postcards and a mad-lib style activity book. Next was something I hadn't ever seen before. It was called a Goulet pen. It had two different tips. One writing and a brush. And the variety of inks. Oh!! I can't wait to do something with them!

Next up was something that made me crack up. A handmade zippered pouch that said "scurvy riddled nickel dancer". I was beyond impressed with Santa's stalking at this point, as that was a reply I posted a while back as my favorite insulting phrase to call someone. I shall keep my Goulet pen and inks inside this.

Lastly was an envelope saying open last. Inside was a handwritten, heartfelt note, another bottle of ink, and a sticker of my home state. She mentioned seeing that design in my Pinterest and got me a sticker. The bottle of ink was her husbands favorite, so she separated that one to let me know it's significance.

Suzanne & Todd, I can't even begin to convey the gratitude and happiness I am feeling due to your kindness and generosity. I hope I have expressed that. I will be sure to share anything I make with the inks. I can't wait to try them out and fill in some if the journal with my daughter together and blow bubbles and enjoy all of it. Thank you truly.