There’s nothing that
signifies American consumerism and excess quite like a house full of forgotten,
unloved toys. Toys in the bedroom. Toys in the living room. Toys creeping into
every corner of the house, rolling onto every surface (including that scary dust-dungeon
under the refrigerator).
Some toys are worse than
others. I’m thinking specifically of the toys that do not stand the test of
These are the toys will
not last. They are the ones that do not bring joy that persists more than a
week or two. And they are the toys that will end up in the “donate” bag or the trash can
faster than you can say, “Please, give my kids experiences, not gifts!”
Lots of kids will adopt a
beloved stuffy to snuggle at night, but that beloved stuffy
is an anomaly. Any additional stuffed animals will remain neglected for 99% of
their existence. And that other 1% is reserved for when your kid discovers that
you’ve moved their stuffed animal to the “donate” bag, and then all of the
sudden it’s their most favorite, wonderful, amazing toy ever. (Don’t give in,
just give some more thought to your stealth mode.)
You might as well put a
handful of quarters in a few Ziploc bags and call it a day.
“hot” toy of the holiday season
Does anyone actually
remember playing with their Cabbage Patch Doll? Their Teddy Ruxpin? Their Furby?
Guess what? Your kids
probably aren’t weaving lasting memories about their Hatchimals, either.
the small pieces
If there are parents out
there who find a tiny plastic shoe in the corner of the kitchen for the fifth
time in one week and say to themselves, “Oh! We must find where this goes! Back
to its rightful place (which is not the trash can),” I salute them.