All I want for Christmas is a Buzz Lightyear bike!

Grandma and Papa are here visiting from California, and they brought Christmas a little bit early. Seems only fair that they should get to witness the opening of the presents they brought with them while they are actually here. Turns out they have a direct line to Santa, and he told them about Gabe's fondest wish! It's the (infamous) Toy Story bike! Hooray! Thank you, Grandma and Papa!

They also brought a super cool Wheelies Ramp car thing for Ben...which is the favortie toy of all three kiddos now. Max can use it to stand up - woo! Gabe can race Ben down the double ramps - woo! Ben can bring his cars to the top in the super noisy elevator - woo! They can all play on it without fighting (if they want to) - woo!

Once we got through the present opening and got everyone all bundled up, we took Gabe's new bike for a spin. While Ben was thrilled at another shot for a trike walk, Gabe was...well, less excited about riding his bike than expected. He rode it carefully around the living room twice before we put the kibosh on that action. Then he sat on it for like a half an hour while everyone bundled up. Then he danced around imaptiently while it was carried downstairs. He took off with Papa before we got the little boys settled onto trike and big red car...but by the time we got around the building to the mailboxes, he was complaining it goes too fast! He rode the brake and did stop and go "riding"...more stop than go...around the complex one time. Then he was done. He has not asked to ride it again.  We'll have to try again on a path that's more perfectly flat - hopefully he'll stop being scared of the bike. Which is exactly like the other bikes he's been riding in the last month, bumming rides off other kids and taking off at Walmart. While he still insists he wants the bike, loves the bike, is so glad they brought the bike...he mentioned he'd prefer to ride his trike. Welcome home, Buzz Lightyear bike!