A kid at heart
When is the last time I played with Barbies I ask? “If I spent $40 on a Barbie you would have fit.”
Then Nick says ” Barbies suck, no wonder you don’t play with them anymore!” “Transformers rock, your just jealous, he says…”
This is the beginning of the conversation where Nick tried to justify why he went out and spent roughly $100 on transformer toys.
It started six months ago or so when he insisted he needed to order the entire collection of transformer episodes and then proceeded to make me sit night after night watching them with him until finally even in my dreams I would be singing along with transformer theme.
When I thought this had gone too far, the movie was coming out. He headed to the movies two weeks ago and the obsession grew just a touch more. Now he owns a Optimus Prime DOLL and a few others that are currently for sale all sized to scale none the less.
He says what I buy is Junk and clutter and some how I question this as I roll over in bed in the morning to be face to face with Optimus staring up from his package next to the bed. (Well not really staring because he’s is still in the bag by the bed of the floor) but still it is disturbing to some degree.
We were in the store with our two sons Saturday, I had the boys and daddy seemed to have disappeared. I wandered over to the toy section only to find Nick and another grown man with arms full of transformers.
Upon seeing this I say out loud “usually when I come down the toy aisle there are children playing with the toys not grown men.”
ANNNNDDD….. They say nothing because they are too preoccupied chatting away about how totally cool the transformer toys are!!!! “ROCKIN”
Well now that I have numerous transformer toys lining my bedroom I happy to realize Nick is still a kid at heart, the only bad part is this kid now has a wallet.
July 19th, 2007 at 9:16 am
The new toy for the guys up here in the tullies are used golf carts!!! It’s gotten so not much gets done on Sundays because they are out racing them. To the point I had to throw a regular **** fit because I was afraid somebody was going to get hurt. Now they have rules and regulations. I supposed it’s better than having them spend their afternoon in a bar