The Belated Christmas Recap

Not at all surprising, Wyatt was an absolute champ for Christmas. I was mildly worried because I think it can be quite intimidating and extremely overwhelming for kids. Between my family and Terry's, Wyatt had 3 days of present opening. Plus we were opening at least one present a day for the week leading up to Christmas. I know, I know, scold me. He would find something and then look at me with those huge eyes begging "Peese, Momma. Open peese." I can't say no. I don't have the will power. Besides, I bought them and I will decided when I should dole them out. So there.

There were several big hits in the toy department. First was this wooden (for lack of a better word) dollhouse fire station generously gifted from my parents; complete with 2 trucks, 3 firemen, plasma, and BBQ. Wyatt plays with this for HOURS. He makes up all these different scenarios and acts them out with the firemen. They will put out a fire and have to take a bath because they smell like smoke. Then he calls out "Dinner time!" and makes them sit at the table together. If I ask him what's for dinner it is usually hot dogs or sometimes cheeseburgers. They watch Backyardigans on their TV. Once the dog fell of the roof and he picked it up in the ambulance to go to the doctors. I don't know where he learned all of this.

I found this German company (Bruder) online that makes functioning 3 foot long replicas of classic trucks. They are kind of expensive but are something he will play with for years. I got him a cement mixer that we put Kix in the drum then spin it until they come back down the shoot. Auntie De got him this great Backhoe that his firemen fit perfectly in. He wants to take it everywhere with him. The other day he fell asleep with it in his hand and refused to let me take it. And Terry got him a fire truck that can shoot water out of the hose. When we found that out we had so much fun I had to mop the kitchen floor. I swear, if you have a kid who likes trucks, get them these because they are AMAZING.

Then there were the random gifts that he adores. The Playdoh set I got him that he spends hours sitting at the kitchen table creating masterpieces. He sat for 2.5 hours STRAIGHT the other day. That is absolutely unheard of for a toddler. His new found love of watercolors. He will be sitting playing and stand up to declare "let's paint!" running into the kitchen. The funniest part was him tearing through the wrapping paper and getting so disappointed if it wasn't a truck or some kind of car. He would cast the gift aside like I had wrapped up a huge pile of poop. So, I am thinking that I am going to have to get him some kind of truck for his birthday but I am having some mild anxiety about it. I want to out-do myself but I am sick of the trucks already. Ohh my dear Internet, do you have any thoughts?