For some reason Wonder Boy got it stuck in that brain of his that Grandma would send a package. He kept telling me that he "had placed an order" and it would arrive soon. We had no idea what he was talking about. Grandma decided to put together a few care packages and send them. And what a surprise it was. It didn't seem to matter to Wonder Boy what was inside, he was just happy for the thrill of getting a box sent in the mail and discovering what was inside. True bliss! However, if Grandma sends another box full of those peanuts I'll be forced to dumped ants in her underwear drawer.