"well, girl," he says, his words muffled because his head in somewhere beneath the car seat. "i don't see your sunglasses anywhere here."

my face is screwed up in a cross between cranky and pouting, but it's not because of my sunglasses.

he begins to back out from beneath the seat just as i see the ups-delivery man run up the stairs with a box tucked under his arm.

"boy! boy! boy!" i shriek, climbing over him. i nearly kick him in the head, step on his hand, and trip over his leg in my rush to get to the delivery.

"what?!" i catch a quick look at his dazed face as i rush to get my box.

i hop down the stairs, hugging my prized box to my chest, beaming widely. "my box came!" i proclaim.

all he can do is grin crookedly at me. "yes, yes it did."

he holds the door open and i climb back into the passenger seat.

"you are quite silly," he says as he closes the door, shaking his head and smiling.