A teensy bit early

I'm not sure I completely understand this Christmas thing. I received a great big box in the mail last week, but Mom & Dad didn't open it. That didn't stop me from playing with it though.

Then today I overheard Daddy ask Grandma Barb when to open the box, and she said she didn't care. So this afternoon when I was pushing the box around again, I guess Dad & Mom felt sorry for me because they opened the box. Inside was the greatest thing ever. I no longer have to push the box around because now I can push what was inside the box around. This expression sums it up pretty well.

I pushed the cart back and forth across the living room for 30 minutes non-stop. Then after dinner I played some more.

Thanks, Grandma & Grandpa!