"Santa? Hi. This is Chimpy. I'm phoning to complain."
"No, I did find the underwear in my stocking. Actually, that's why I'm phoning. No, no, they fit fine. See, I know I'm being potty trained, but if you look at the letter I wrote to you, you'll see I actually asked for a tricycle. Hm? What's that?"
Chimpy's Nana and Grandpa came to celebrate an early Christmas. There were the expected grandparently indulgences (I had to actually wrestle toys out of my mother's hands when we were in the mall):
Chimpy's first ice cream.
And grandparently pride:
Nana: Oh, you were never this smart. When you were this age, you spent most your time crying and breastfeeding.
There was some Christmas fun:
Reindeer are added to the Christmas story...
and Christmas lights are added to Christmas wonder.
And, of course, a dog:
Chimpy petitions for Spud to be included in a family drive.