Who needs wrapping paper?

Children can sometimes do things that you would never see coming in like a million years. This is one of them. Years back we only had only the 3 boys. I was working out of town and my husband working shift work. My youngest son had a birthday party to go to one day. I was working late and their dad was working that night. I had bought the present for the party and was planning on wrapping it before work but forgot. My son called asking where I had left the present. I explained that it was still in the bag and I had forgot to wrap it. I keep the wrapping paper in a standard place. I proceeded to tell him where it was and tell him how to wrap it. What is the worst thing that can happen? A big tape ball, crinkled paper, maybe a rip that you can see the present threw. Okay I look like a failure of a mom but I figure I can live through this. I was blindsided by what happened. I called later to check and make sure he had wrapped the present. When he said yes I assumed all was well. HOW BADLY COULD HE HAVE WRAPPED THIS PRESENT? Don't ask! The party was down the street. When I came home he was still at the party. Later when he came home he was carrying his pillow case. (this will become a vital star of this story real soon) I asked about the party, what the child got and the dared ask how did the wrapping go? WHY DID I ASK?? He said great! Whew I was saved. So I asked him which paper he had chosen. Bad! Bad! Why did you ask? He said "Oh mom that looked too hard so I just put it in my pillowcase." YES HIS PILLOW CASE. Not a clean one, his used dirty one, the one that could stand alone. No way it was a joke. Lol Okay really what did you use? There it was in all it's glory the nasty pillow case. I could see it. The table loaded with brightly colored presents and then the rank pillow case. What could the mom do? I can see her asking why his pillow was on the table. My mother of the year award nomination would never come now. My chances at becoming the next Martha Stewart gone ended by one stinking (no pun intended) pillow case. Thank goodness this mom wasn't one I knew well. I still can only imagine what she must have thought of me. From that point on I kept gift bags around just in case.