Miles gets a card wishing him Merry Christmas and that Santa will bring him lots of great gifts.
“Santa isn’t going to bring me lots of gifts.” He informs us.
“He isn’t? Why not?” I ask.
“Three gifts. Just three gifts.”
“Oh, I see. What are the three gifts Buddy?”
“Buzz Lightyear. A tall Woody (he already has a small one). And a puppy and a baby.”
No, he isn’t talking about a toy puppy or baby. Also, they apparently come as a set. A puppy+baby.