Manhattan baby makes killer toys. Colorful, stimulating, and pitifully pleasing to the yuppie aesthetic. I know this because we have a bag of them here. Aden is fond of them. The same way he is fond of the garbage can, the uncovered electical outlets, the coffee table, and yanking out clumps of my hair. In general, he likes all toys, whether they are attached to my body or not.
Interesting thing...Given a choice, Aden will faithfully choose his favorite toy among the plethora of Manhattan Toy options we offer him. Does he choose the "sensory boosting stuffed rhino"? No. Does he choose the "taggie aligator?" No. Does he choose the "crinkle puppy texture doll?" How about the "mirrored multi-colored hamburger shaped "play disk?" Um, no. There is one toy far superior to all of these. And it's not the sateen rattle stuffed dinosaur he used to love. it's the blue plastic coated gerber baby spoon I got for fifty cents at Kohls last week. If the blue spoon is not available, the pink spoon will do, but blue is definitely best. It is a drum stick, a teething toy, good for rubbing on the floor. good for passing hand to hand. sometimes even good for eating! (side note: yesterday we introduced corn, winter squash, oatmeal, apples, and cinnamon. Today we snuck in some carrots too).
I would be remiss if I did not mention the other favorite toys: a clean diaper to chew on, the desitin tube, daddy's stockpile of digital wizzy wigs, socks, and board books. Yesterday he licked the bottom of my Vans (sneakers) so obviously those are hot right now. Oh, and the empty water bottle. God forbid I forget the empty water bottle. Playtime is fun.
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I can't believe it. I've been using PCs since before IBM came out with their first PC but my wonderful daughter had to tell me that I could leave comments on this blog. Oy Vey. I guess my neural synapses have disappeared at a far higher rate than expected.
Anyway, I'm really enjoying this blog. It is hilarious and familiar all at the same time. I hope that you'll continue writing this after you get home.
These stories bring back distant events. I well remember our young son (~1 yr old) sitting on the kitchen floor and banging on the kitchen pots with a spoon while a mountain of bright colored soft plastic toys lay unused in the other room.
Other stories about my son will appear from time to time unless bribed with promises of chocolate or geek toys.
Much love,
Papadapalous
Hello happy family!
I am SOOOOOO enjoying reading your blog (I've read them all) and have finally figured out how to reply.
What I love about this blog, in particular, is that you've chosen to clarify what Vans are yet I have no idea what digital wizzy wig is. Am I out of touch????? Aden sounds downright curious and inquisitive.
In all seriousness, how awesome...you are amassing great memories in such a short period of time.
I can't wait to meet Aden, my fellow Sagittarius. Buenas suerte a la embajada.
Love ya!
Sara
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