I was thinking of what I could get her. It was hard and I was running out of time so I thought, "Summer, shoes, JANDALS!!" Jandals it was, so off to Sylvia park my dad and I went. Getting the jandals was easy, it was trying to rap them up with out her noticing was the hard part.
We got home and she had gone somewhere. I knew this was the only time I had to rap it up and put it under the tree so I did. I did a rushed job though because I kept thinking she would pull up and snap me. I did it, it was all rapped up and covered. But there was something missing. I looked at the other presents under the tree and couldn't find what it was.
Then she walked in and in her hand was the mail. "Card!", I said to myself. I ran to my room and quickly wrote a Merry Christmas on a paper and folded it up. I was just about to stick it on when I realise she was right behind me. Slowly turning around, I say to her, "Mum can you hear that I think its coming from the bathroom??" She turned around and walked off. Slamming the present, I put the card on it. "fewhh, one down, four to go."