A purse and some jewelry that Sister Bread picked out. The real gift is that I have been a raging success my entire life (academics, sports, gfs, now career) and she always has an endless supply of ammo to big-time her friends about. Presently with my line of work, I make the paper a lot. Mother Bread (and Grandma Bread) love the hell out of this. Nothing a mom loves more than bragging about her son. Anyone who doesn't know this, doesn't know crap about moms.