OH MY GAWD....LEGOOOOOOOOSSSSS!!!!!!!!!

christmas is over and done...DONE i tell ya........!!!!

christmas morning 8:35am
jr: mmpfff...mrmmm... morning da....... (jr stops and stares in stunned disbelief)
8:35 am (a handful of picoseconds later)
jr: ...............OH MY GOD!!!! le.... le......LEEEEEEGGGGOOOOOSSSS!!!!!
at this point the chant begins..... legos, legos, legos......legos, legos........ (repeat ad nauseum) and the for 5 solid minutes jr wanders around in a lego induced haze staring at the panorama of built lego sets, he kinda squats down and tenatively reaches towards the first car and hesitates for a second (as if afraid that the toys might dissapear in a puff of smoke).
then... like some sort of all devouring lego black hole... he starts pulling ALL of the legos into a neatly ordered pile in front of him and utters a low maniacal grin. (more than a bit reminiscent of some freaky rabid squirrell, hoarding nuts).

picture taking courtesy of mom ensues.... at this point it was decided that maybe.. just maybe we should break the insidious lego spell, and encourage him to open his other presents..
he picks up a wrapped present, and very laboriously starts to pick the tape off, and smooth back the paper, all the time casting glances about to ensure that he is "unwrapping properly"
mom says go ahead.. rip it open..... jr's eyes widen a bit and.......
..... a horerendous sound, a lot like a cow being launched into an airplane propeller comes from the area around jr ( whoosh GRRRRRRRaaaaccckkkk) .. bits of wrapping paper start raining down like confetti, and i seriously consider putting my raincoat on.
oohhhhh a transformer....... at this point he hands the transformer to me and says "here daddy, open it please" with nark the skip of a heartbeat he dives into the pile of presents set before him, and the disturbing sound of cow meeting highspeed chopper begins again..... wash rinse repeat......
until....
the last and largest present gets hauled out from under the tree (ah who am i kidding, hauled?? naah... it sort of teleported into his hands from the spot ath the back of the tree).
jr gives this most magnificent of presents a shake or two... or twenty...... and looks at both of us and screams....... MORE LEEEEGGGOOOSSSS.. (sucker knows what legos SOUND like??? wrapped up even??)

this package gets treated just a tiny bit easier..... RRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP......... (horrid horrid sound.. repeatedly... sounds like a bunnyrabbit being skinned) and as just enough of the box gets exposed for him to see that is in fact legos..... another bloodcurdling scream emits from his tiny frame...(the whole pack of sabine women have NOTHING on him)
CITYYYYY legoooos............
the remainder of the wrapping gets reduced to a fine spray of particulate matter, and he grabs this box of legos which is half as long, as he is tall..... hoists it over his head, so to show the world... and proclaims....
BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!!!!!

he then turns to me and gives me a hug and a kiss, n says..."i love you daddy, you rock"

ten foot tall and bullet proof??? nah.. i eat wusses like that for breakfast...

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10 hours later... a mishmash of lego bricks and bits of former lego constructs litter the floor in coencentric circles around jr... he stands there surveying his domain, grabs his lego dragon, and emits a shockingly reptillian roar......
... OH MY GOD........GODZILLA .... iv'e raised godzilla..... heaven help us.

peace be unto all of you!
-dawg