Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Lessons From Our First Christmas

Well, our first Christmas with The Squeaker was a rousing success.

And probably our easiest.

If you watched your local news – specifically your local weather forecast – then you probably noticed that the Colorado received some snow. Initially, the majority of weather prognosticators said it was a slim chance of a white Christmas. The local ABC affiliate went out on a limb by intimating that we might, might see 1”-3” of snow.

Six-plus inches of snow later, we had a very white Christmas. Of course, that much snow makes it a pain in the ass to get around.

Or to get to your sister- and brother-in-law’s house.

But we did manage to get there and were warmly greeted by The VP, Picasso, Gunslinger, O-Pickle, and P.Pie’s mom, Nana (formerly known as The General).

I should point out here that I started to write a long post about the pony The Squeaker got as her big present, but she wasn’t really into the pony, so we had to get rid of it.
And that would be why she could never have another pony, so don’t ask thank you very much.

I’m pretty sure she’d see through that in a New York minute.

Anyhoo, we torn open a few presents and had some breakfast before tearing open more presents. After that, we opened even more presents.

Squeak raked in the toys & the clothes as any 10 month-old should. The best present she received by far was a 46” flat panel, 1080i, hi-def television.

Okay… that’s not completely true either; the tv was the gift that P.Pie & I gave ourselves.

But it’s funnier the other way.

Next year, Squeak will be nearly two and have much higher expectations about the season of giving and receiving. Especially, I imagine, the receiving.
PS - has anyone noticed the metal twist ties they're using to weld tie toys to the box?! Seriously, I had to get a pair of tin snips to get some of the toys out!


Anonymous JewJewBee said...

I actually had to use a screwdriver to remove one of Boogie's toys from the package... Crazy!

12/27/2007 12:32 PM  
Blogger maryschoi said...

hello! first comment.
yes, toys are like BOUND to the box they come in.. like they'd escape if they weren't BOUND in 10 different places with twistie ties AND taped AND stapled... hilarious.

12/27/2007 5:40 PM  
Anonymous Pin said...

Your sister and I had the same conversation. You know what that's for don't you? Even when I was a kid, about a hundred years ago, the first thing my brothers and I did when we went to the store with Mom was head straight for the toy isle. We would check out all the toys and play with as many as possible. I think every kid in the store wound up on the toy isle playing with the toys and in a LOT of cases breaking them. I think they finally decided the only way to protect the toys was to weld and screw them into a box that even most adults can't get into. :-)

12/28/2007 4:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wait until you reach the Barbie phase. Your fingertips will bleed trying to get the darn things outta the box. They even stitch the hair to the cardboard!

12/28/2007 8:49 AM  
Blogger Darren said...

Welcome to the world of toy packaging. Anonymous beat me to the punch--Barbies are the absolute worst.

12/28/2007 4:17 PM  

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