This morning my son and niece wake me up all excited because it’s December 1 and time to pull out the cool Playmobil Advent Calendars that Grandpa bought them. They’re jumping up and down on the bed, screaming, the whole works. So I haul my sleepy butt out of bed, get the calendars out of my closet, and read the dreaded words:
“Parents: Assemble before giving to children”
This is 6:30 in the a.m., mind you. Since I love the kids, I grab myself a cuppa coffee and start assembling. Took me 45 minutes to put the two calendars together! And thats not counting the time I spent yelling “Hush or I’m going to tell Santa Claus”. I had to fold 48 little boxes! Put countless tiny stickers on countless tiny pieces. Did the whole insert tab A into slot B thing. By the time I was done, I was a very bitter, very un-Christmasy tatertot indeed.
So, this year I have declared a ban on toys that need assembly. In fact, I’m not buying anything that needs batteries. It will come out of the box “ready to play” or it’s not going under our tree.
I will insert no more forever.