Santa, my kids told me that I got a package in the mail today that they picked up from the mailbox, and my face visibly whitened as I internally verbalized, "Please don't be from Hugh. Please don't be from Hugh. Please don't be from Hugh. Please don't...". Well, you get the idea. Alas, she said, "North Pole?!? DaFuq?!?". Ok, I paraphrased there a bit, but then I remembered this conversation here and relaxed a bit.
The music gesture, alone, blows me away, but the box of friends that accompanied it has me floored. Thank you, sir. I hope you make another child this happy in a few months.