I have two younger half brothers, 5 and 2 years old (they are from a second marraige, and young enough to be my kids :eek: ) and I was going Christmas shopping for them this evening. At first I thought, “Oh this is going to be easy. I know what toys they play with, typical boy-type stuff.”
Then I went to some toy stores and looked around. And every toy I saw, I found a reason why I shouldn’t get it. See, I have sympathy for my dad and stepmother in that there are going to be some toys they don’t want their kids playing with, and other toys that will be a future pain in the ass. Factors that were of concern:
-Toys that have 1,000 parts, 957 of which will be lost, scattered to the winds of the space under the refidgerator, behind the couch, and tumble into the heater vent :eek:
-Toys that emit noises in excess of 90 decibels. My dad’s house has thin walls
-Toys that have some sort of gooey, vile-smelling novelty substance which will inevitably get spilled somewhere inacessible and crust over.
-Toys with a theme my dad and stepmother would not approve of. If I’m in doubt, I’ll move on.
-Toys I would feel compelled to keep for myself before wrapping them
-Board games which offer up a dynamic field of play allowing players to employ various strategies to win, a fascinating 3 hours of play for a 24 year old, but boring as hell for a 5 year old. It would still be fun to teach my brother how to play Axis and Allies someday
Shopping for my brothers was fun, and I put far more thought into it than I anticipated. I thought shopping for my parents, folks in their fifties who have little in the form of hobbies or leisurely pursuits, would be the big challenge this year, but it seems the youngest of the family proved to test my mettle this time. I also saw a lot of cool ‘educational’ type toys, stuff about the solar system, or learning to read, etc, but I was shocked how much this stuff cost- $40.00 for a book that reads the story/words aloud as the child turns the pages…for five bucks I could get just the book itself and read it to my brother enough times to know what was happening!
Oh well, I figure as long as I don’t get them clothes, they will be ecstatic.