Saturday, February 03, 2007
As far as first memories go for my kids, this is not exactly what I had hoped for.
A Memory: My Globe
I used to have a globe. Then we moved to CT and had a geroesh sale and someone bought it. I shouted at my mom and said, "Give me the money." And she gave me half. I was really mad at her.
So much for the warm fuzzies. But Mark did well. . . .
My Transformer: A Memory
"Where is KB Toys?" I said.
"I don't know." Dad said.
I saw it and told Dad where KB was. Then we walked into KB. We walked through the store. We looked at the cars and I didn't want any. We looked at the tracks. I couldn't afford any. Then I came across a big yellow car and it said Transformer. I said I want this car. Dad said ok. I bought Hot Shot. He was $2.50. And then we went to find mom. I always play with him.
For all Hunter knows, the money for that beloved toy might have come from the darn sale of his globe. But hurray for Daddy and down with Mommy. I have a feeling that is going to be the trend for a long time around here. Pink is so totally not cool anymore. I just don't get the "boy thing" quite as well as Daddy does. Let me illustrate. . . .
 This is Denver dressed up as Ben Kenobi. He came up with the costume all by himself. Not bad, if I say so myself. One night while I was explaining the costume to Kak over the phone she asked a good question. Why not Luke Skywalker? Why Ben Kenobi? When I asked Denver he explained that Ben had a hood and Luke didn't. Good enough for me. But what I wondered was, why Ben Kenobi? Why not Obi Wan Kenobi? Cause you see, I've never watched all six episodes and I thought Ben was Obi Wan's father or something. So Denver, a little miffed at his mother's stupidity, rolled his eyes and said, "Obi Wan is Ben. They are the same." Oooohhhh! But now, if it had been Mark, Denver would never have to deal with such annoying little questions and life would just sail smoothly along.
And that's just the way it is, I guess. I don't know how to transform a Transformer or the difference between a Decepticon and an Autobot. I think playing Barbies and GI Joes together is okay. And the only person I ever really paid attention to in Star Wars was Princess Lea. But someday I'll be important again like when their girlfriend is suffering from PMS and I hand them a can of Chocolate Covered Pringles. Then they'll think I'm cool again. I just know it.
posted by Shana # 10:00 AM 
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