"Master Splinter?" my eldest son. Leonardo stood, his brothers behind him, holding a box in his hands. I smiled.
"Yes, boys?" I asked, sitting. They tumbled in. Leonardo handed me the box he had been holding and Michelangelo spoke.
"It's a puzzle! We made it!" He informed me, his eyes dancing. The others glared at him "Oops."
"No duh." Raphael said. Michelangelo's lower lip began to quiver.
"Raphael, it doesn't matter. I'm thankful for the gift. I interjected. I gently pried the lid off the cardboard box. Inside were 16 pieces of paper glued hazardously onto 16 pieces of cardboard.