As the dad points out, the boy was only three and this was his first real Christmas, in that he was finally understanding the concept.
People got a little nasty, apparently, in the comments on YouTube (it probably didn’t help that Gawker called the three year old boy a “tiny a**hole”). Here’s what dad wrote in response to the bad comments (the video is below):
After opening a whole bunch of toys, my son 3 year old came across a present with books….keep in mind that this was kinda like his first “real” Christmas….and again he’s was only three years old!….let me repeat. ONLY THREE YEARS OLD… And that he could just about understand and get the concept of the whole gift getting thing. I guess much to the blame of me, the media, and every commercial out there on TV he was more under the perception that you only get “toys” for christmas. To him Books are the fun time we spend reading (no less than three) every night before he goes to bed.
Let me make something clear again. HE REALLY DOES LOVE BOOKS! But I’m guessing he was “overwhelmed” after opening way too many gifts (my fault I went overboard that year) and I think he felt “tricked upon” when he opened the books…..plus the fact that we were laughing at his reaction kinda egged him on to say the Poo statement….. He really is one of the sweetest kids I know and to see this reaction (if you know him yourself) IS cute.
I have deleted a lot of very undeserved negative comments that have been posted….I understand now that without a good understanding of the back history one could make a poor assumption of him….but now i hope you know that he was ONLY THREE YEARS OLD PEOPLE and that he only thought your supposed to get toys for christmas….partly because of how commercialized this holiday has become…..we have since taught him differently…………..but just for kicks were gonna wrap books again for him and see what happens….
Here’s what the boy said when he received a book for Christmas (along with a Wii) the video:
Books? Books for Christmas? What the heck is that? I don’t get books. That’s not toys. That’s books. I don’t get books for Christmas… poo!
So the next year, undaunted, the parents got more books – this time things went decidedly better: