Walking through our local mall the other day, my six year old saw some things he wanted. No. Not wanted. Needed. And when I say “some” I mean he pretty much wanted anything that had any color on it whatsoever.
He even pointed to a vacuum at one point, saying that he reeeeeally neeeeeeeded a robot. I told him it was a vacuum and he said that maybe Mom could use it as a vacuum and he could use it as a robot.
So eventually we walked past a toy store. Dumb move, I know. But it was walk past the toy store or Victoria’s Secret. I tried to distract him from the shiny toys but it’s like trying to distract a moth from a flame. He pointed to a number of things like swords, daggers, and a mask displayed in the front window but I kept pulling him along past the store.
I told him “No more toys until Christmas.”
What?! He looked at me incredulously. “These aren’t toys. This is Ninja gear!”
October 14, 2011 at 6:41 pm
He needs to meet up with my daughter who is four. The other day, she announced as she sat at the table playing with her my little ponies, "It's Ninja Time!"
October 16, 2011 at 12:22 pm
What the heck were you doing in a mall with your kid? What's the next step, bringing him to a bar?