He was spoiled rotten by mama & daddy, and the grandparents.
I gave him a wooden workbench set (which I'm making him wait another couple of months to open), a wooden kitchen stuff set (tea pot, frying pan, spatula, eggs sunny side up), a cool town with track for cars and monorail and stuff (which seems to have an electrical problem), several sets of those fisher price see thru blocks with stuff in them, a train set (also not opened yet, because he's too overwhelmed with all the rest), the "pit stop" patterned rug that he's sitting on in the photo, and probably other stuff I've forgotten.
Grandma Maria got him an electronic toy, several outfits, and cash... The insane contingent (my parents, Gramma Betty and Grampa Bob) got him all sorts of cars, trucks, trains, construction vehicles, Little People, an outfit and a savings bond.
My brother the lawyer/electric guitarist got him a very cool electronic upright piano with stool and microphone, which the Boy somehow instinctively understands.
Most surprisingly, he had the attention span to really play with his toys, and only got distracted by the packing material later.
He had a fun, but exhausting, afternoon. By evening, we had crazy overstimulated toddler to contend with...
Luckily, he settled down and played quietly, then took a nap.
It was a quiet day (except for toy noise). We watched Christmas movies and I wore my pajamas all day long. Kev made pasta with pesto sauce for dinner and we had way too many Hershey's lisses for dessert... Called all the relatives after dinner. Watched the boy dismantle the living room...