We got Manny a few fun toys, and for his "big gift" we couldn't decide between a kitchen and a tent. Any time we're somewhere with a kitchen, he loves to play with it. But he also is really into tunnels, exploring, etc., so we thought a tent would be fun. I looked around a lot, and in the end, Patrick's vote won out and we ended up getting a Mickey Mouse play center, which was RIDICULOUSLY HUGE. Not exactly what we had in mind. And oh yeah, part of it is a ball pit. Having already experienced the fun that is having a ball pit in my living room (read: I spent 93% of my time tripping on or picking up balls), I was less than thrilled about this decision. But figuring that he'd absolutely love it, I decided to say oh well and allow this eyesore into my living room. And I say eyesore simply because it took up HALF THE ROOM. Not exactly inconspicuous. But more on that later.
Manny woke up at his usual time of about 8:00, and I had Patrick go in his room and give him his milk in there instead of bringing him out. I wanted Manny to be in a good mood for opening presents, and of course I wanted to be out there to snap some pictures of him coming out, so that's why we did it like that. Manny definitely knew something was up because of this change. Whenever he finished his milk and Patrick was trying to get him to come out of his room, he was a little hesitant and kept clinging to Patrick, but he eventually made his way out. And when he did, he was a little overwhelmed, but also very excited to see everything.
It was hard to get Manny to pay attention to anything but the barn, but we eventually lured him away and he noticed the play tent. He went straight to the ball pit portion of it and started throwing the balls out of it...naturally. (Please note he's still carrying his beloved horse too.)