When Thing 1 was a little girl she loved all things chocolate.
Nabisco began to make seasonally themed Oreos, which presented my mom the opportunity to foster this chocolate love by sending Thing 1 a package of colorful Oreos.
This was sacred between Thing 1 and her Grandmommy.
Of course, Grandmommy would also send packages to Thing 2. She’d send things to her “grandbabies” Girlie Thing and Boy Thing. She’d even send things for the former husband.
I talked about it a little bit in blowing a kiss, that love of sending and receiving little trinkets in the mail.
I learned the word surcee when I lived in South Carolina. It’s a little something, a trinket, a surprise gift. I love that word, but never adopted it into my vocabulary.
I use the word pressie. It has the same meaning and rolls off my tongue with more ease.
I sent a little pressie to Thing 1. A package of Halloween Oreos.
I know it’s not quite right…I’m not her beloved Grandmommy…but I feel compelled to send them. To keep up the tradition.
Even though a part of me feels like it might be wrong. It wasn’t my tradition.
Perhaps it is simply that I understand the power of the love behind the act and want her to feel it.
But my girl needs cookies.