On Torpedo's fourth birthday, he showed me the joy of met expectations. For the six weeks leading up to his birthday, every time he asked for a "red Lightening McQueen racecar" I told him "Yes. I will give you a red Lightening McQueen racecar on your birthday." The fact that he was able to delay gratification let me know that he is indeed turning a corner, not squealing around it on two wheels at mach 3, but plugging along.
When the anticipated day arrived, he was appropriately giddy. Even though (and maybe because) he knew exactly what he was getting, he was SO happy when he opened the package and squealled, "A red Lightening McQueen racecar! I LOVE IT!"
I guess surprises are fine, but knowing exactly what you want, working towards/waiting for it and then getting it is awesome! Kachow!
I left his eyes red because it seemed right given his current obsession.
