Old toys, new toys...

Once upon a time, a long time ago, a little boy didn't need an ipod or a wii to be happy on Christmas morning. He was delighted to find a Popeye lantern under the Christmas tree, and a tin Popeye dime bank in his stocking-- along with the orange, nuts and candy cane.

Eventually, this same boy grows up, and finds that his old toys are now antiques on Ebay. And then he suddenly realizes that he's become a "walking antique" too.
(Bob Dylan, She Belongs to Me)
Thanks, Dave for the picture of your old Popeye lantern! He has been in the family almost as long as the celluloid Santa.

And I hope Santa brings everyone your heart's desire this week...