Somewhere along the way Christmas changed for me. I wasn't upset when gifts transitioned from Star Wars figures to Nintendo games. That was actually pretty cool. But then I started getting "grown up" gifts. Dress shirts, organizers, desk calendars. You start to get needs instead of wants as you grow older. This is all well and good, I don't want to sound ungrateful. But there's something about being a six year old boy and getting a Jabba the Hut Action Playset that really inspires the imagination.
Harper made out like a bandit this year. I was never an only child, so I never had two parents, two sets of grandparents, and scads of aunts and uncles buying exclusively for me. This was Harper's situation for Christmas 2007. Some highlights:
The first thing Harper opened was her ginormous, overstuffed stocking. Among her favorites, was this Elmo doll.
Perhaps her favorite gift was this baby doll from her Great Grandmother, which came complete with pacifier and sippy cup.
Some for you...
...some for me.
Harper also got some books. I think her reaction below says it all.
Harper's favorite TV show is Teletubbies so we got her the entire collection.
From left: Po, Dipsy, Tinky Winky. Not pictured: Laa-laa
One of the more...unique gifts we received came from Harper's Great Uncle Jeff. It's a stuffed, sleeping dog that breathes. Just put in the batteries, turn it on, and watch it sleep. And breathe. Not overly exciting but with all the electronic doodads and gizmos she got, it was actually a really nice change of pace to have a calm toy that just quietly lays still. Thanks Jeff!
This comatose dog is the only animal in the house that doesn't poop, pee, or puke on the carpets and furniture (including Harper and McCall)!
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