Good babies get rewarded on Christmas, when Santa bring them presents. That's what Kyo had always been told. He hadn't exactly behaved. Vases broken, plushes ripped, food thrown...He even threw the cat in a cold puddle of water. But it didn't matter right ? Kyo was a spoiled baby, certain he'd get gifts on his third Christmas.

The morning of the so waited day, Kyo runs down the stairs toward the living room, clapping his tiny hands and cooing. He looked around, not seeing anything. The soft and loving method didn't work with him, and you had been more than patient. So now, you were trying discipline. Punishments. Saying no. The three years old baby frowned before lighting up noticing a big box in the hallway. He waddled quickly, almost falling in his excitement. He opened the box and peeked inside, beaming already...just to be face to face with the new fridge the postman had delivered this morning. Kyo bursts in tears, wailing.

Dada...whaaaaaaaaa !

Kyo grabs your sleeve with his small chubby hands, pulling.

Where awe Kyo's pwesents ? It's Chwistmas and Kyo haw been wery good...Kyo wans weal pwesents, no fwidge !