Monday, December 26, 2011

The Christmas Aftermath

We discovered this Christmas that our daughter isn't a hoarder.

She's a blessed child, with grandparents and aunties and uncles (adopted or real) who adore her and send her generous gifts.

Despite a plethora of awesome gifts, Quinn's attention has been focused on the three things she asked for: The Handy Manny Toolbox, Dora's Fiesta Favorites Kitchen and Just Dance 3. (Save for some Nesting Monkeys and a Disney Princess digital camera that captures double chins, bellies and chair legs.)

And while she really digs the latter two, she is hopelessly devoted to Handy Manny's tools.

"Hey, let's show my tools this," she says, trying out a new dance for Just Dance 3. "I want the tools to eat breakfast with me." "Where are my tools?!"

Yes, she's like an OCD carpenter on speed. Well, except she doesn't fix anything. Instead she mocks us repeatedly with the toolbox and its abbreviated Handy Manny theme song. (By the way, the first row of tools actually move around when the song is played and the tools are in the toolbox. It's actually quite frightening if you're unprepared for the action. I was, at around 3 a.m. on Christmas Eve, when I decided it was a good idea to press the button on the box saying, "Try me!")

It was a successful Christmas, nonetheless, with Quinn loving her presents and expressing a true belief that Santa visited her the night before. ("Santa brought me these tools!") That's worth all the Handy Manny Toolboxes in the world.

1 comment:

  1. Hilarious that she wants the tools as her audience for her various activities. But I must say that the pink toy golf clubs Quinn got from her godmother for Christmas are probably turning green with envy of all the attention those Handy Manny tool are getting!

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