Grandma Santa is giving Walt some kind of cloying, sing-songy, battery operated Elmo for Christmas. I already know it will make him wildly happy so I won't veto it. Even though the mere mention of it causes my stomach lining to deteriorate and the back of my eyeballs to swell.
I think it's my parents' revenge for 1986. A sullen, ultra-selfish year for yours truly. It was the year I told them, "When you went to college it was about getting an education. But I'm here to be social."
So the next time Walt is kicking me in the boobs on the changing table while laughing hysterically, or puking in my lap as our plane descends Los Angeles, or screaming at a death ray pitch because I won't drop the dish in my hand to get him an animal cracker, I'll just imagine all of the toys I'm going to get his future children.
First thing: a Make Your Own Confetti Kit.
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4 comments:
What about a Rock Tumbler?
My uncle got me one of those for XMAS when I was ~8 years old. After listening for 15 minutes to the crunchy, grinding din as I "tumbled rocks" in my bedroom, my parents took it away from me permanently.
They sell them at Michael's; you can pick one up now and just throw it in the closet for the next 30 years. ;)
Boy, I've got to agree with the rock tumbler :D
Also, chemistry sets and make your own bubblygum kits are...interesting.
(I tried that Elmo out at Target; it scares me)
When Griffin was a baby he was given a pair of slippers with a chip in one toe that played 'It's a small world' in a horrible tinny rendition. Pretty soon he discovered that if he pressed and pressed that chip that he could stop and start the song at will. I discovered that a meat tenderizing mallet makes for a pretty good hammer when nearly driven insane and it was so satisfying to whack that thing to it's death.
This made me laugh out loud! First thing I will buy for my little boy's children - drums!
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