OK, So Caption THIS.
This is our younger son, Brad, Christmas Morning, 1964. We were in Florida, courtesy of my Mom & Dad, who rented a beach house in Hollywood Beach. We stayed there two weeks.
Peg had made those stockings, the kind you hang by the chimney with care when you have a chimney, for each of our kids, and for the two of us. She started that when Brian was a baby, and it became a tradition that still goes on, to this day.
I don't know if Brad was old enough to "want something" for Christmas ... he was about 18 months old then... but if he was, I'm guessing an orange wasn't it.