The box came while my son was taking his nap. I had to fight with every ounce of my being not to open it and tear through it myself. I did, however, yank out the parent's companion with closed eyes, but replaced everything around it carefully and perfectly, then closed the box back up for when the boy awoke.
And thank goodness I did, otherwise I might have missed the screeching, "A BOX FOR ME?!" moment and this look:
Ben and His Box
Unfortunately, this was the only picture I was able to take. One moment after I got that look, the paper started flying and he wanted to read every.single.book in the box. Right then and there.
I do believe he's a fan!