Mom took the huge TV box that her company had acquired, and got a big pink bow to stick on top. Nony, dressed in sweats, scrambled into it when Dad finally got home. Mom, Nemo, Beth, and I all assembled in Beth's room where the box was stationed. Beth was clapping her hands in glee as we presented Dad with the box for his Chanuka gift. A look of disappointment on his face at the apparent television set only increases our excitement as he prepares to leave the room without glancing inside the box. Mom urges him to open it. “I can see what it is,” he declares, the disappointment palpable by now. Mom keeps urging him until finally he acquiesces, opening the flaps with reluctant hands as Nony stands up inside it, putting her arms out to him. The look on his face is so priceless … Dad clutches at his chest with one hand, scrambling for purchase on the wall with the other as she climbs out of the box. As we all stand around, he hugs her like there’s no tomorrow.