The week before my birthday, I am at school around 4 when my phone rings. My Pa is on the other end.
Pa: Hi Kid! I thought I would hear, "I am assholes and elbows deep in kindergarten. I can't come to the phone. Sorry."
I didn't really know how to respond to that, so I just said, OK.
He really just called to say that since I didn't publish a birthday list they would just send me money unless I wanted a dresser full of crap he doesn't want.
Thanks Nandy and Pa! The money fits!