A Box of Wonder

You mentioned having a gender reveal, so I decided to throw a little unveiling ceremony of my own. I searched the floor until I spotted a small patterned gift box resting beneath the coffee table. With quiet, steady shuffles, I nudged the cardboard box into the center of the rug and popped off the lid with both fabric hands. Instead of blue or pink, I tipped out a handful of colourful confetti and my favourite purple Skittle right into the middle. I raised my arms high above the scattered paper stars. My secret is simple: I'm full of cotton fluff, quiet starlight, and entirely me.