In the ideal world up in my head, our house would have the simplest of playthings, like wooden blocks, simple cars, finger puppets, puzzles, Legos, a chalkboard or easel, maybe a play kitchen. However, reality is a different story. While I do my more-than-fair share of weeding out the previously-mentioned toys, they just seem to keep coming into the house, from grandparents, late Christmas gifts, pre-birthday gifts, etc. The latest one that Chris and I are praying will just disappear, or better yet, break, is this:
This toy is beyond annoying
- Its tracks fall apart all the time, creating tears and frustration (from me as I have to constantly fix it) because the cars keep falling off
- It doesn't fold up well like supposed to
- It has an irritating commentator (ie. the shark) who says things unintelligible things and even burps. Lovely.
- It's ugly!
[NOTE: Read The Idle Parent, if you'd like to learn more on my philosophy about playing with your kids.]
The set comes with a shoddy building meant to be topped by the wrecking ball. S is certainly capable, but easily frustrated, with the building of the structure, which means hours of me or Chris building, and 10 second of him wrecking. But he does love that toy, so we're keeping it, for now. And showing him other ways to use it (like a shark attack).
And to keep this post to-the-point, I won't even get started on the many small cars that are underfoot all day long.
What toys are underfoot in your house? And please name your worst offender, just so I make sure it never enters our door!