I actually gave this to him yesterday because once it arrived in the mail, I couldn't wait. I'm very bad that way about presents -- I can't wait for The Day. I ordered a punch box from Leafcutter Designs, and wrote out notes. Then they took my notes, wrote them up, and put them in the box.
These little boxes are so cool. If you look closely, you can see the folded notes under the vellum. Once you punch through the hole (which goes through to the back) the little folded message comes out.
This was Zack's first message yesterday:
This, of course, thrilled him.
I was expecting a card or board game, which is what we normally play, but no -- he wanted me to play a video game with him. We haven't done that in ages, it seems, when we would play video racing games together and all I could do was run off the road or hit walls, which was surprisingly amazing fun.
We played a video game called Rayman Origins, which I made him get (yep, MADE him get) because the box looked hilarious. It's essentially like Mario Brothers but with funnier characters and really cool adventures. However, I'm no better at that kind of game than driving games. I only had to worry about three buttons, but of course I completely forgot which was which and just started hitting buttons indiscriminately, head-butting walls instead of enemy flowers, falling down instead of jumping up, and slapping Zack's character instead of the bad balloons. We laughed so much I hurt. And today, after he opened his other presents, he said playing the game together was his favorite.
Love that child with all my heart.