I was so immensely happy this morning when the moment Calvin appeared on screen and he said, "Hmm mummy, I received your package already." After waiting to hear such news for the past two weeks since I mailed it, it was quite ironic how by the time I really should be expecting for it to arrive, I momentarily forgot about it. So here he is wearing my vest, every stitch handknitted by me! Hahaha I am just over the moon that it fits and a little bit in awe (ok hit me) that it flew over the oceans and reached my son in America from the time I grappled with packaging it together with the curry condiments I sent together with it, sealing it with a prayer that the lethal combinations in the package would not mix with each other and it would arrive safely. I kept making him stand up, turn around, take a picture for me! all of which he willingly indulged me.

Thank you God for not despising the trivial requests of a mother. :D