Before I get writing on this, I'd like to note that none of my aunts would give me this. I'd like to think that they each know me well enough to give me something I'd enjoy and not some random item. But, here goes...

Dearest (Aunt),

Thank you so much for the gift! I know that with your busy life that getting me a gift must have been so out of the way, but I truly and genuinely appreciate the gesture. In reality, when I first got the package in the mail I wasn't sure it was from you because of the packaging; you usually have such impeccable wrapping skills, but I suppose it was dinged up in transit. I also must admit that I had no idea what it was and what it was for when I first opened it, but do forgive me, it's not everyday you get a ceramic rooster in the mail.

While it did arrive a few weeks after my birthday, I still love it. You know how I love my pancakes! Surprisingly I only came to the realization of what it was after a friend visited and told me what it was, that's why this is coming in so late. I first thought it was just a pitcher for drinks, but I noticed that it didn't hold too much liquid. I figured then that it was an interestingly shaped pot for flowers and plants, but I learned the hard way that vegetation usually like sunlight to bathe them, rather than peek in through a tiny slit. Call me daft, but you know me!

You'll be glad to know that every time I've had pancakes since figuring out its function I have been using it. Although it does become rather tedious to transfer the syrup from the cute Mrs. Butterworth's bottle and into the actual dispenser, it does, admittedly, add a touch of quaint homeyness to my breakfasts (and dinners).

Ah! This was so long-winded for just a simple thank-you letter, but I really love the gift. I hope all is well with you over there. I hear the weather is absolutely sublime this time of year, so maybe I'll come visit? Give my regards to everyone there.

Your Nephew,

Jazz