|Come on, mom! Give me the first one!|
Ok, so I'm really into the presents. I love to unwrap them and tear the paper and kill the prey inside! This Christmas was no different and in fact I was too quick on the first one for mom to even get a good picture of me opening it. So here's one of me afterwards, enjoying the tiny blue turtle in my bed.
|Thanks mom and dad! I love it!|
I'm a maniac, huh? It's a cool puzzle toy with little pyramids inside the big one. Of course, each of the little ones have a squeaker it them, so I was trying my hardest to kill them!
After only two gifts, mom said it was dad's turn. Sheesh! Well, I guess that's ok, but I insisted on helping open the gift I got for him.
I thought that was a fitting present, huh? For those of you that may not know, it's a Walter Payton/Chicago Bears football t-shirt. Dad named me after him. Mom did have a gift, but no pictures of her. So on to my last gift, the stocking stuffer! Those are always good!
It's a new Skinneez! A platypus! Oh, they did save the best for last! What a fun morning, and Christmas had just begun. Tomorrow I'll tell you all about what happened where we went next...Gammy and Gampy's house!