I'd planned it for weeks...skipping my classes today was all I could think about. I knew no one would home...and I'd seen the packages my father had recieved, I was anxious to take a look. Everytime dad got a package in the mail, in that tell-tale plain brown wrapper, I knew there was fun to be had. After Daddy's car had pulled out of the long drive...I snuck in the back door and began my search for the packages.