Awww, scrapnut, I understand about sentimental. Just get the tissue ready, ok? When she was a very little girl, we had a nightly ritual every night when I tucked her in bed. As a part of this nightly routine, I always sang to her "I love you a bushel and peck, and a hug around the neck." Well, another gift from her was a wall hanging with those exact words on it. When I opened it, we both cried. I was just mad that I didn't find it first so I could have given it to her!