Tag: gifts
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Fun for all the kids together. With minimal fighting. Really, I'm not making this up.
My mom gave the boys these amazing magnety-things called Magna-Tiles for Easter. All three of them (2, 4 and 5 years old) spent the better part of the afternoon playing with them together. That right there means the toy’s creator should get some sort of award in my book. (Look very carefully to the right…
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Watch out for my MAN HANDS! For they are coming to get you! AARRRGH!
When I dropped Mike off at school, he pulled a green bead necklace out of his cubby. He put it on me and told me to show it to all my friends. So there you go, friends. Oh, ignore the ENORMOUS hand, but yes, in reality I am that orange.
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HA, I guess it is pretty obvious that purple is my favorite color!
The background of my blog, the pen that lives in my pocket, the walls of my bedroom… When I was a kid I was so pissed-off that the birthstone for September was sapphire. Dark blue. Yawn. I wished and wished for it to change to amethyst! So in that spirit, why are you surprised that…
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Bilibo for blogging. Too bad it won't fit on my behind.
You have not lived until you’ve heard a kid fart in a Bilibo! How’s that for “intuitive game creation”! I have to say, though, that I get a little irritated by toys that tout themselves as open-ended. Like kids need vague toys in order to understand that, hey, they can play with it any way…
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Christmas shopping confession
I have done 0% of my Christmas shopping. I have no plans for how to complete it. I am currently hoping for magical fairies. I’ll let you know how that works out.