Little did he know, that to give him the full experience with the toy, I had already cut off a random hand, foot, arm or leg from his action figures he had in his toy chest!
As he unwrapped this magnificent new toy, I scattered the mutilated action figures and their severed body parts, on the floor behind him. He turned to show me his new gift, and how his eyes opened wide at the spectacle before him.
It was a special moment.
And then, the coup de grace! I provided him with a pair of garden shears, so he could mutilate the toys further as he repeatedly dove his drone at the scattered remains!
Ho ho ho, oh my... What a heartwarming season of joy we had.
p.s. As we speak, weeks later, he patrols the perimeter of our property with his drone. Just in case.