Anonymous wrote:Awww, he thinks he's being sneaky and giving you kisses and skipping around? My heart just grew three sizes! You just need to be a better gift hider now.
I would pull a mind game now, like put everything else under the tree but that gift and then say you were all done and tease him a little bit. Or wrap up a picture of the gift in a tiny box so he is going bonkers trying to figure out what happened to the big box. But that's just me.
OP here - That is how I felt, Awwww....It really doesn't bother me that he saw the gift.
I think my parents, mom especially, always had this Norman Rockwell picture in her head for the holidays and then was of course miserable that we, her family, couldn't pull it off. Starting at about 11-years old to this day, I hate Christmas with my parents. My mom would lock herself in her room for three days and my dad would throw the Christmas tree fully decorated, ornaments & all, in the front yard because Christmas wasn't right. (ugh, now that I say it it is almost as miserable as the girl in Gremlins whose father died in the chimney dressed as Santa)
Usually I hid gifts in our luggage, even put my husbands there. The bag hadn't made it in the house yet & it must have been too tempting when he put his backpack in the car.