As I was shopping for my 2 year old nephew, I came across this item in a catalog. I couldn't believe my eyes! In a matter of seconds, I was remembering one of my favorite gifts found under the Christmas tree.
I don't remember why I wanted a Snoopy snowcone maker, but I know it was way better than the Easy Bake Oven. The EBO was time consuming and the end result was barely two bites of a teeny tiny cake! Snoopy hooked me up with a few cranks of crushing ice cubes and some syrup and I could make as many as I wanted.
I never really was one to snoop for Christmas presents. I always waited for early Christmas morning to do that. I would sneak down before anyone else was awake and check under the tree to see if Santa was indeed there. Under the tree I would find wrapped boxes with my name and my brother's name. Sometimes, Santa would leave some toys unwrapped, ready to play. I can remember one year, my brother got this really cool ship with a helicopter that you controlled with levers. By moving the right and left, up or down, you could make the copter take off, fly in a circle (it was attached with a wire), hover or go backwards. I zipped it around the ship once or twice, landed it, clapped my hands together under my chin, and with a big smile tip-toed back to bed, happy to know that my brother and I once again landed on the "Nice" list.
This Christmas, I believe our son is afraid that he is in the doghouse. Two days ago, I would have agreed with him. He had been asking for a few weeks to have a friend sleep over, so we finally caved and said sure. His buddy is a good kid and we enjoy having him over. My husband and I were watching a movie and when it was over, I cleaned up while my husband was getting ready to go to bed. He went upstairs and caught them red-handed searching for presents. Well, I believe our son was snooping while his friend was the look-out. Our son said "Well, I saw this big green box under your bed with my name on it and I wanted to see what it was." Now mind you, our bedroom door was closed and the box was well under our bed, far from sight unless you were to get on your hands and knees and pull it out to see the name on the small tag! My husband got nose to nose with our son and said "I think it is now time that you go to bed!"
The next morning, my husband and I had a good chuckle over coffee as he told me of the covert operation gone awry. When the boys emerged for breakfast, I let them squirm a little bit. I asked what time they went to bed (12:00 was the answer). They ate and went to play video games. When our friend came to pick up his son, he asked, "So, were you guys good last night?" Both chimed at the same time "oh, yeah! We were great! We even went to bed early, and got a good night sleep and ate a good breakfast!" After his friend said thank you and goodbye, my son had the look of "whew!" mom doesn't know....
"Ah, Pal" I said, "I want to ask you a question". GULP.
I don't know about you, but it seems for us, it's getting harder to keep the surprise for Christmas morning! I guess Santa will let our son out of the doghouse (as he was a good kid all year) and I hope he finds magic under the tree with a gift that will be remembered as a favorite!
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