Present?
When I come home from work these days, Morgan will drop whatever he's doing and come over to say hi to me. Well, not really say hi, more come over and look me over, searching all around me to see if I have a box or package. If he sees I have a box or package, he says "Present?"
I guess he thinks my job is to bring home a present in a box every day for him. Recently, we have been getting packages in the mail more than usual, so he's come to expect them regularly. If I don't have a package, the next thing he's looking for is mail. He likes to open our mail now, so I give him the junk mail to open. Sometimes he gets a prize, like the pictures of DVDs in the recent Columbia House mailing. Boy, he really liked them. It was like it was his birthday. You should have seen his face light up.
If I don't have a package or mail for him, then to hell with me. He goes back to his usual business, playing on his new computer. More on that later.