Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Little Toy Trains

Christmas. Christmas! Christmas!! I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!! Do I sound like and 8-yr old? Hmm. You're probably right. There's something about this time of year that reduces me to a (much) younger version of myself, eyes all aglow with the twinkle of lights and visions of sugarplums. Strangely enough, it's not the presents that I get excited about (although who doesn't like a few nice gifties...?) but it's that feeling you get. You know the one. The buzz of something exciting just around the corner. The hum of people being just a little bit kinder. The echo of carols floating through your head.

It's a heightened sense of awareness, and I can't help noticing that it's changed since having The Boy. Last year, there was the whole hullabaloo surrounding "The First Christmas". It was exciting, but it's got nothing on this year. Now, The Boy is starting to realize that something big is happening. When we ask him what Santa says, he turns away shyly and says, "Ho. Ho!". When we ask him what Santa is going to bring him for Christmas, he says, "Watch". Why a watch? Who knows? But he's very fixated for someone to whom time is not even a vague concept.

This weekend, I start Christmas shopping. And just recently, I finally realized what it means to have a boy. When we were pregnant, I was 99% sure that we were having a boy. We didn't find out the sex, in part, due to the fact that I didn't want showers full of blue clothes and sports paraphernalia. We decorated the nursery in pale green with an animal theme - suitably gender neutral. Clothes that I bought were red, orange, green and yellow. My reasoning was that no child of mine was going to be told what they liked and what they should play with solely based on their sex.

And what does The Boy show interest in? Trains. Trucks. Cars. Buses. Airplanes. Hockey. Football. Basketball. Give him a stuffed animal or a doll, and he'll look at it and casually toss it aside. Ask him to try on clothes and he'll pitch a fit. Do boys have this stuff hard-wired into their brains? Because he certainly didn't learn this from me. I am learning from him, though. Let me tell that after saying the words "car", "truck", "tractor" and "train" for the umpteenth time, this Boy's mamma has done her homework. So if you see me in the aisles of Toys 'R Us, please don't ask me if I'm buying that car (ahem, that's a Rally Car), or that truck (actually, that's a Curtain-Sided Delivery Truck) or that tractor (pardon me, but that's a Skid-Steer Loader). I know all the names of the trains in the Thomas the Tank Engine set, and I know how to use 'em.

Close your eyes
Listen to the skies
All is calm, all is well
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bells
Bringin' old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little toy drums coming from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?


Sean Carter said...

Christmas is my favourite time of the year too!! Your son looks so cute!!! If you are looking out for some cool gift ideas you can jus peep into my Holiday Blog.......

Anonymous said...

I truly love the magic of Christmas too. My heart swells when a little fluff of snow starts falling. What other time of years combines the parties, the carols, baking of sweets, decorations and smiles. The big bright smiles!

Last year, my then two year old daughter was only into trains. She still hasn't really got into dolls but she does love her stuffed animals.

sunshine scribe said...

Oh so cute

Christmas is my verrry favourite tiem of year too. ANd so much more so now that I have a child. I cannot wait :)

Anonymous said...

I do love Christmas - all the lights, the music, and now, well, dressing my poor boy up and taking pics to put in the Christmas cards. I've already got the cards, and the stamps; I just need to take 'the pic'. Last year he was the world's cutest little santa; this year he's going to be a snowman.

hee hee

Anonymous said...

I know exactly what you mean about the cars, trucks, TRAINS and plains...My son can't get enough of Thomas & Percy...infact, if it wasn't for them delivering food directly to his mouth for most of his meals, he would starve.

kittenpie said...

We're a buncha Thomas freak sover here, too. Pumpkinpie is getting a couple more enginges and coaches and an engineer's cap for Christmas.

Beck said...

That is one of my all-time favorite Christmas songs, ever. It's just so unbearably poignant and sweet when there's a little boy in the house.
One of my friends just delighted my little guy by mailing him all of her boy's outgrown Thomas trains. That would be the way to his heart....
... did you get my email? Are we still doing the diet buddies thing?

mothergoosemouse said...

I've always loved Christmas for the same reasons, but I have to admit that I've gotten a bit cynical in the past few years. I try not to give voice to the cynicism though.

Right now, both of our girls are thrilled just to spend lots of time with Mommy and Daddy, versus asking for every material object in sight, so I'm enjoying this phase while I can!

Beck said...

I sent you my email again - let me know if you don't get it!