Nini really does find the neatest clothes for the Tiger. I think she'll get one more wear out of it at Valentine's Day, and then that'll be it, though. She refuses to stop growing. Uncle Duck also got her the remainder of the Pixie Tricks series. We're currently reading #8, the last one: The Wicked Wizard. It's a real nail-biter!
And Gramma found Erika, the singing Barbie from the Barbie movie The Princess and the Pauper. There's a carriage, two Ken dolls, and a blonde princess Barbie. Fittingly enough, the Ken dolls don't talk! Ha! After all, it's all about Barbie! In Tiger's scenarios, none of her Polly Pocket dolls, or her Barbies, has a partner. They're all single women, moms or not, and they're all independently wealthy, and they all have the lifestyle that requires wearing three different ball gowns to a party any given night of the week. However, she's still madly in love with the boy across the street, and vows she will wed him someday, even if she has to sneak up on him and kiss him in front of an officiant! (That's all there is to getting married, you see: you wear the dress and kiss the groom in front of an officiant, and it's legal.)
There were lots more pics of lots more prezzies, but I thought I'd share only the highlights. You know, spare you, the reader, the boxes, the tags, the ribbons, the wrappings, and bags. Lots of mundane stuff that morning. And here is the proof that Tiger takes after her mother in one lamentable way: Christmas gifts of the handmade variety will always be late. She's pretty good at knitting, now. Hopefully, the art will not skip another generation.
I don't know why, but Spock thought it would be fun to give the boy his very own digital camera. Privacy in this house is now a thing of the past. He can rack up only 24 pics, fortunately, and after that, all he's doing is beeping the darned thing at you. Four-year-olds should not have their own cameras. But he loves it, and has an entire catalog of the cats' butts on his own computer.
Now here we have a space ship piloted by a Rebel Scum (his words), created from regular Lego. He designs these things himself, without looking at a diagram. Christmas comes along...
...and all of a sudden, he's got real X-wing and tie-fighters! He's even got an AT scout walker, the two-legged variety! And a snow speeder!... and parts have already gone missing! And I'm sure I sucked up the tie-fighter's window viewer in the vacuum cleaner; I got a glimpse of blue, and heard the unmistakable rattle of a toy part on its way to oblivion. The Rebels' struggle against the Empire continues unabated, however!
But wait!!! There's MORE!!! Dragon Boy can now be the talk of the 'walk this spring in his very own brand-new battery-operated SIDEWALK SUV! Thanks, Gramma! (I don't think my newels fencing off the stairwells are going to survive the winter and parking lessons, and I have to vie for roadspace in my own bedroom when Dragon Boy decides to park "down the street" from his own room... but I gotta admit, this is one cool toy.)
It seems almost anticlimactic, what the parents exchanged.
Spock held the camera most of the time, so we don't have pictures of him opening his gift (the receipt to a pine box that holds stuff in the front hall, the proof that this gift wasn't the box, so much as the fact it didn't cost anything). And as you can see, Spock still doesn't trust me not to peek at my gifts. I got a bludgeon that doubles as an egg-fryer (left), and a box completely sealed with packing tape. So much so that I required scissors to open it. All because of ONE practical joke, 14 years ago!
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