It was chock-full with this wondrous stuff:
Yep. All of my favorite Hawaii/Japanese snacks.
There's just the teensiest of problems:
The box is addressed to my children.
And what kind of mom would I be if I
Alright, alright. You can stop scowling at me through your monitors. I shall deliver the goods unscathed.
Although I'm really not above begging my four-year-old to share with me.