On the way home from running errands today, Andrew saw a blow-up Santa in someone's front yard. He said, "Look, Mama! There's Santa! He has my present in his bag. It's not a firetruck (that's what he got from Santa when he saw him at our agency party a few weeks ago). He has my present. It's Spiderman underwear!"
Luckily, I was able to notify Santa of this new development and I'm pretty sure he was able to find the item that Andrew has requested. Whew.