Over the last three years, we have spent approximately $107,499.99 on crap… with which Colt never plays.
Cars, trucks, balls, trains…
Springy-flashy-bouncy-things that vibrate and roar and come with 2,000 tiny parts.
And then we have spent another $25,499.99 on storage bins and lids and labels and baskets to compartmentalize the crap, so that my mother doesn’t call the fire inspector.
And despite all this excess, do you know what my son wants to play with?
A tadpole net from the dollar store.
He takes his little net into his little tent, which he builds with his blanket and some old rope that my husband found in his trunk.
(Which led to me interrogate him for 30 minutes as to WHY exactly there would be a long piece of rope in his trunk…. “Um, for tying the trunk down when I’m carrying something oversized?” he said …Phew, not a serial killer.)
He has since banned me from watching Dateline.
When I saw this gift idea on Pinterest, I thought….Eureka!
A Fort Kit.
This is all little boys really want.
Today Colt and I went shopping for the stuff to make one for his friend Cameron.
Who better to consult on fort building than a soon-to-be-3-year-old.
It was so successful, I’ve decided I’m never shopping for toys in the toy section again.
The next time Colt deserves a reward – I’m bringing him to housewares.
There, he can pick out some clothespins that are 50 for $1.00. Or maybe some twine or rope or duck tape. Rubber gloves. Flashlights.
Anything Survivorman or Mcyever might need.