Why the brat is a lucky boy!

Because he gets to meet people from across the country and from around the world who want to meet him. Not mamma, you understand. He is the star of the show.
He gets infinite Ben 10 stuff couriered to him by Aunty Deej and Aunty MM. He gets Aunty Dottie to hunt out I Can Read books based on the Superheroes, Batman, Spiderman, Superman, not to mention Santa stocking full of candy and a solar system grid map. He has Aunty Cee go shopping to find him a transformer truck-o-bot and matching Tshirt which she then rushes to courier to Aunty Dottie so that Aunty Dottie can hand it over to him when she is here in Mumbai. He has Aunty Rads scour the toy shops within an inch of her flight taking off to lay her hands on the elusive growed up Ben 10 costum (which, by the way, is now symbiotically attached to skin, being permanent outfit of choice day in day out), he has Aunty Parul pick up a Ganesha 2 cd for him, Aunty Ro get him a Ben 10 bus which is now permanently parked on his pillow, Aunty Aneela's blowpens which have been put to good use on the walls of his newly acquired room, not to mention the gifts of the past which have been too numerous for mamma to list out. All courtesy the lovely blogging mammas who think hard about what he might enjoy and go hunt down the perfect gift for him.
Mamma does get a little teary eyed when she thinks of all the love the brat gets from folks around the world who take time out from their hectic days to go hunt down the perfect gift for him, and wishes she could make him understand that he really is a very very lucky boy that he gets so much love and that getting gifts is not, contrary to his perception, his birthright. Here's a big big and long overdue thank you to all ye wonderful aunties who made the brat's day. The past couple of months have been an extended Birthday cum Christmas party for him, and mamma has to deflate his swollen head down to size now.