aron kodesh

Back in October, sometime around Simchas Torah, my father gave Nate a stuffed torah all the way from Israel. Two days later, Laurie, my sister, gave him another torah. Jokingly, I said "if Nate gets another Torah, we will have to build him an aron kodesh". Everyone laughed politely, and that was the end of it.
When we moved into our new house, around Chanukah time, my Aunt Debbie sent us a nice house warming/chag package. There were, among other things, a mezuzah, a challah cover, some stuffed dreidels for Nate and, of course, a torah.
Now I had a mission. I needed to find the perfect box to make my perfect son a perfect aron kodesh. Recently I found one and, I am pleased to say, Nate now has an aron kodesh.