It’s that time of year . . . the time when annoying
commercial ditties get stuck in your head and replay themselves in a loop until
you want to shoot yourself in the eye with a Nerf gun just so you can fortheloveo'pete make it stop.
No? Just me?
I have decided that I was destined to be a Boy Mommy. I get Diabetes just thinking about the saccharin-sweet Tinkerbell/Barbie genre of cinema. I’d sit through 10 Monster Jams before I’d
watch a My Little Pony dvd. The colors
alone . . . the purples and pinks and fuchsias . . . it’s like the animator vomited a bag of Skittles.
Not that there’s anything wrong with girls and all things
girly. It’s just that I was clearly not
cut out for the job of being a mommy to girls.
That being said, I made a list of 10 annoying toys that I
will NOT be purchasing, AND they’re gender neutral so they are equally
offensive to both boy mommies and girl mommies!
(I’m all-inclusive here at the BoyMommy blog site.)
In no particular order:
1. An
antique doll
When Hubby and I were
dating, my mother would make him sleep on the couch in the living room when he visited for the weekend. Apparently she thought I was as pure as the driven snow. . .
Aaaaanyhoo, she’d be dusting in the living room later and be confused
because her antique doll, which was perched on top of a book case, was always
facing the wall. Turns out Hubby was a
little freaked out by the thought of glass eyes peering through his soul while
he slept, so he’d face her the other way when he visited.
I mean, she's holding her hand under his nether-regions in order to CATCH the poop . . . |
2. Doggie
Doo
Germans love David Hasslehoff. Apparently they also love picking up dog
feces. This is the notion perpetuated by
the Doggie Doo commercial, which portrays children having so! much! fun!
By picking up fake (let's hope) poop that excretes itself from a toy dog. If my children find picking dog sh*t up so
exciting, they are welcome to walk our real dog and trail behind him with a
plastic bag.
3. Sling
Shot
Like I need a toy that will turn
simple household items into projectiles. . .
It's okay Pig. It's just food. It's not Love. |
4. Pop
the Pig
No surprise, but it’s
manufactured by the same warped minds that brought us Doggie Doo. I just feel bad for the pig, you know? He stuffs his craw and then he eventually
eats so much that he pops. Maybe he’s an
emotional eater. Or a recovering
anorexic. It’s not my place to judge. .
. .
5. Dreamlight
I will not give this company my money for one reason: their theme song is so nails-down-a-chalkboard, grating-on-my-nerves
annoying! The product is a stuffed toy
with a plastic back that lights up and projects shapes onto the ceiling. The funny thing is, my niece has one and
Small loves to play with it, but only during the day. There’s no way in h-e-doublehockeysticks he’s
going to sleep with that thing in the room.
Look kids! A SnowGlobe! Shake it. See what happens . . . |
6. Ecosphere
My brother-in-law, the Cluer, bought us one
of these as a family gift about 10 years ago.
It’s a glass ball with water in it that contains a little shrimp thing and
algae and other science stuff. And it
sits on a shelf. And you look at
it. And it collects dust. UNLESS, you shake that b*tch up like it’s a
snow globe and then stuff it in a moving box that’s headed for a storage
facility in New Jersey for 3 years.
Hypothetically.
7. Kids
Boxing Gloves
Seriously? There’s no way this would end well.
8. Bottle
Cap Jewelry Kit
Children can make
jewelry out of bottle caps. I just can’t
see the point of purchasing this kit, simply because if my children look on the
counter on Sunday morning they’ll have plenty of bottle caps to suit their
little jewelry-making desires.
9. The Love and Grow Baby
Doll
This is *awesome* because once they grow out of the doll phase, they can use all their
baby-raisin’ expertise when their poor decision-making skills are rewarded with their own reality show on MTV.
Yours for the low-low price of $19.99 (Plus shipping and handling.) |
10. Stompeez
They’re advertised as “slippers with personality.” Um, I’m okay with my slippers being
non-personality-having. They’re
slippers. You can WALK in them. You can JUMP in them. You can even STOMP in them! How do I know all this? It says so in the commercial. I'd like to meet the marketing genius who thought a good
selling point would be that you could walk in them. What’s next?
Socks? I think this is the gift for the kid who was really bad this year . . .
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