Its so funny, the Little Dude, who is five, has NO PROBLEM whatsoever articulating what he wants for Christmas. There is a very, VERY long list of Lego kits he wants (LOTR, TMNT, Star Wars, City, Chima, oh the list goes on and on), and playmobil kits, and random stuffed toys (a snake) and robot toys (hex bugs) etc, etc. Frankly, I'm getting a little tired of hearing about all the stuff he wants, and helping him add to and amend that never ending list.
But this little guy.... well, sure, he'll play with the ubiquitous lego and cars that are always lying around, but he never really asks for anything. (Now before you get any ideas that Thing One is materialistic and Thing Two is not, I should tell you that I'm pretty sure this is just a developmental thing. The Little Dude did not have a Christmas list at the age of two either. I know its only a matter of time.) He mostly likes to play pretend using the things at hand.
And these days his favourite things are pillows. They are just so versatile, and can be made to stand in for anything. Bricks, hills, walls, funiture. The possilibites are endless. And although he will press any decorative pillow into service when required, he does have his favourites. That's "Log" on his shoulder there. (Ren and Stimpey Fans, feel free to sing along....)
It really is a pillow shaped and printed to look like a log. I bought it in Montreal about 5 years ago, and our Little Guy has adopted it as his very own. Not only is it great for stacking and piling, but also is very useful for whacking and hitting. All of these are activities he enjoys.
I was going to use it for art purposes, or just for a little studio decor. But it was quickly commandeered by the Little Guy. It makes a perfect bed for Baby Nolan, his doll. And yes, that is his name. Baby Nolan. (because we have friends who had a baby and named it Nolan, so, you know, it works) Also, he sleeps on it every night. It looks like the most hilarious kitschy halo when he lays his little golden head down on it. Like's his the patron saint of nick-nacks.
Baby Nolan gets tucked in under a blanket of course. Its winter time after all. Oh, and in case you are wondering why my two year old is wearing mittens inside the house, its because he is being a pirate. Yeah. Though he could also be a cowboy. Or a "workin' man" or any number of things because according to my Little Guy, no costume is complete without mittens. In fact, LIFE is not complete without mittens because he wears mittens all. the. time. He loves his mittens. It is pretty much the third thing he asks me every morning. Right after "Where Daddy?" and "I so hungry. Where my oatmeal?" which is almost always swiftly followed by "Where my mittens?" I should have a holster for those darn things. Do you know how hard it is to keep track of a tiny pair of mittens that get taken off all the time, left in random places (under the pillows, in the bathroom, in the lego drawers) only to be requested with great urgency moments later? Its the worst. We've lost his favourite pair (grey fair isle, oh the grief!) and he'll have nothing to do with the back-up pair I suggested (charcoal merino) but he's very happy with this little blue pair at the moment (he likes that they match his shirt). Until they get lost too. I'm telling you, there are not enough mittens in the world.
So yeah, if Santa wants to know what to get him, whimsically shaped throw pillows and knitted mittens please. Best presents ever.