For my birthday, Mike decided he wanted to get me 40 of different things, over a bunch of days. (As a side effect, that I'm sure he didn't plan, I am realizing that 40 is a big number!)
So, the first day, he brought me 40 rockets (as in the candies, not space shuttles). Those are one of my very favorite candies!
Next, 40 quarters, since I'm always complaining that he rolls our spare change and brings it to the bank, then I can't find change for parking at gymnastics and work.
Next was 40 Wagonwheels (once again, the food kind, not to put on wagons). This was a huge hit with the kids!
Finally, 40 kisses (Hershey's ... minus a few that he needed to stay away on the trip home from Lethbridge)
It's been pretty fun so far, but I'm noticing a food theme. The final present may be 40 extra pounds that I put on!