toys
K needed shoes.
Oldest needed shoes.
Middle was bored.
I wanted to see the Free People store, and Youngest had ten dollars burning a hole in his pocket.
And so, in a historic move, we went to the mall for the second time in six months.
I'm not kidding when I say we don't go to the mall.
Youngest was startled to see a store which only sold sunglasses.
We got what we needed, mostly and made a stop at the toy store.
I love looking at the dolls. But I find this Holiday Barbie disappointing.
Something about the scale of her braid and tiara and earrings, I think.
And the embellishments on her dress are too large.
Sigh.
And what's up with this baby?
What's in the 'magic bottle?'
Last in the pink area...
My Little Pony.
I never really got the whole little pony thing.
It drinks from a bottle? and wears clothes?
Not getting it.
Hey! Over here!
Look!
Magic Eggs.
No. Idea.
Plenty O'Pirates!
...and yet, K pointed out that the Keira Knightley figure seemed to be sold out.
He was somewhat interested in this UNLEASHED Star Wars figure.
Who's buying this Star Wars crap thirty years later?
Never mind - I don't want to know.
Here's the After The Frat Party Han Solo.
With realistic vomit stains.
Book covers for Youngest.
With Don't Drink And Drive warnings on them.
Who's drinking and driving and going to elementary school?
Never mind - I don't want to know.
How many of these cases do you have to buy to play?
Where do you get all those models?
Sadly, this firearm was just a little smaller than me - or I would have purchased it.
And then I would have shot some of these barking/jumping things.
But I had BETTER THINGS TO DO.
I was busy SUPER STACKING WITH CUPS.
As it turned out, I am very good at putting cups AWAY.
With the stacking?
Not so much.
Ahhh...the simple days.
Stick horses and strollers -
We've owned a few of each.
I loved that time when my toddlers wanted something to push -
a lawn mower, a shopping cart, a vacuum.
A sudden commotion drew my attention to the front of the store -
Where Middle was being attacked by a tyrannosaurus rex.
He was only slightly wounded, and well comforted by the purchase of a small box of crayons.
Oldest needed shoes.
Middle was bored.
I wanted to see the Free People store, and Youngest had ten dollars burning a hole in his pocket.
And so, in a historic move, we went to the mall for the second time in six months.
I'm not kidding when I say we don't go to the mall.
Youngest was startled to see a store which only sold sunglasses.
We got what we needed, mostly and made a stop at the toy store.
I love looking at the dolls. But I find this Holiday Barbie disappointing.
Something about the scale of her braid and tiara and earrings, I think.
And the embellishments on her dress are too large.
Sigh.
And what's up with this baby?
What's in the 'magic bottle?'
Last in the pink area...
My Little Pony.
I never really got the whole little pony thing.
It drinks from a bottle? and wears clothes?
Not getting it.
Hey! Over here!
Look!
Magic Eggs.
No. Idea.
Plenty O'Pirates!
...and yet, K pointed out that the Keira Knightley figure seemed to be sold out.
He was somewhat interested in this UNLEASHED Star Wars figure.
Who's buying this Star Wars crap thirty years later?
Never mind - I don't want to know.
Here's the After The Frat Party Han Solo.
With realistic vomit stains.
Book covers for Youngest.
With Don't Drink And Drive warnings on them.
Who's drinking and driving and going to elementary school?
Never mind - I don't want to know.
How many of these cases do you have to buy to play?
Where do you get all those models?
Sadly, this firearm was just a little smaller than me - or I would have purchased it.
And then I would have shot some of these barking/jumping things.
But I had BETTER THINGS TO DO.
I was busy SUPER STACKING WITH CUPS.
As it turned out, I am very good at putting cups AWAY.
With the stacking?
Not so much.
Ahhh...the simple days.
Stick horses and strollers -
We've owned a few of each.
I loved that time when my toddlers wanted something to push -
a lawn mower, a shopping cart, a vacuum.
A sudden commotion drew my attention to the front of the store -
Where Middle was being attacked by a tyrannosaurus rex.
He was only slightly wounded, and well comforted by the purchase of a small box of crayons.
Comments
And why is it never this fun when we go to the mall?
Glad Middle survived the Tyr. attack. Those can be nasty. And a new box of crayons can cure a world of ills, I think.
I see you are rocking the patterns there. I do the same thing with that ON bag.
and I will party with Han Solo ANYTIME.
-J.
And that Free People store - just another US construct for me to covet. I am loving that military wrap skirt. And nearly all of their boots. Love it.
Sometimes, stereotypes count.
Oh, and the baby with the magic bottle? ditto to Sarah Louise's comment but I'm more worried about the poor little thing's wall-eye. I'm sure there's an opthalmologist attached to your local doll hospital...