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For the Boy who has Everything… So far…

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Let me preface this entry by making a huge excuse for the spoilage of my son, Will. Aside from his inherent awesomeness and beyond this planet cuteness, he is also currently the only Grandson with one set of Grandparents, and a 3rd Grandchild to the other set. He is also a Nephew to my two sisters and my husband’s siblings – two sisters and a brother… not to mention the endless sea of extended family that we all love and adore. Then there are the friends… Wow, we sound like the most popular kids in school, right? Not.

In Will’s vast lifetime of 2 years… I think that Mr. Sal and I have purchased–at the most–10% of his belongings… toys and clothing… All the rest have been bestowed upon us by our loving collection of friends and family… The toys that have truly turned our home into a playhouse… and the clothing… MY GOD THE CLOTHING. Honestly, we love it…
so if you are reading this… please DO NOT STOP… But during the holidays… it does beg the question as parents… What to buy?… I turned to Mari @ Small for Big, a friend that I am stalking whose website I am slightly obsessed with… I love Mari’s picks because the items are all dollar friendly, somewhat green and are usually created with an AWESOME design sense… I might just buy a few things for myself to display as our Holiday centerpiece.. Regardless, I’m sure by the end of this list I will have spent it all–sorry to the rest, it’s all for Will this year… Take it away Mari!…

When I sent out my request to help shop for the kids dear to you this holiday season, little did I realize Ry’s response would be: “what do I get for the boy who has everything?” Hmm. That’s one of those tough ones isn’t it. And with the grandparents’ tendencies to spoil kids rotten (we love it though, right?) I think the phenomenon is pretty common.

So, I thought I’d help her out with some of my favorites for a 2 year old boy who happens to like trucks, trains, blocks puzzles, and balls. There’s something in every price range here – and some great things for girls too.

ftb_post3_magicgertieball.jpgMagic Gertie Ball – Many parents already know the wonders of the easy to grasp, easy to inflate Gertie Ball.  But the Magic Gertie is special – remember Hypercolor clothes in the 80′s? It’s baaaaaack.  (This is much better than my HS choir teacher and his hypercolor shorts. Not Kidding.)

ftb_post3_Stacking_Cones.jpgStacking Cone – An Act Two twist on the classic stacker – it’s definitely harder than your standard version – for the puzzler side of Mr. Will.

ftb_post3_billibo.jpgBillibo – A toy beyond explanations. Because it’s creative potential is best unlocked by a kid (hat? Rocker? Pail? Sled? Something never seen before?) This one made Small for Big’s theWANTlists this year.

ftb_post3_dexterity.jpgDexterity Stellina Color Sorting Puzzle – Mr. Will can find hours of puzzling choices with this crazy star-shaped shape/size/color sorter.

ftb_post3_monsterfactory.jpgDouglas, from Monster Factory – Because every single monster at the Monster Factory is worthy of Mr. Will’s love, but I could only pick one.

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Switchback Racetrack -  A vertical way to get your fix of racing, crashing, and little boys’ squealing.

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Dalmation’s Choice Fire Engine – The Cadillac (sorry, fire truck) of ride-ons. It’s a retro classic to keep for the grandchildren. It has to be for that price.

Thanks Mari!–To follow up, en-route to our house via Santa’s sled (PS did you know that if Santa actually went as fast as he would have to go to reach all the children of the world in one night, his sled would burst into flames? sorry.)…

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My Son Thinks He’s a Hairdryer, and I’m okay with that.

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When, in the scope of growing up-in-all, do we lose our sense of imitation?

I’ve had some time to think about this the past couple of days because, you see, my hairdryer quit working. It quit mid-dry and out of the fear that trying to fix it could result in flames shooting out of it – I quietly threw it out. In replacement, I found the one we keep on hand for guests and went on my way. This is all very interesting for you, I know — you’re just on the edge of your seat. But do you know how exciting this was? Do  you have ANY IDEA? Well – you can just ask Will, because ever since that fateful October day he has been walking around the house making the highest pitched tone you can imagine – hand in the air, mimicking the act of hair drying. WWWEEEEEEE—OOOOooooooo; WEEEEeeee-OOOooooo; WEEEEEE–OOOoooo. There was just something so irrisistable about the guest hairdryer. Something so fantastic that it completely sent him over the edge. WWWEEEEeeee–OOooooo. A discovery beyond that of any other. Just ask him – Hey Will, what are you doing..? WWWEeeeee-OOoooo!!!

HairDryer.jpgImage stolen from Wikivisual
(who probably stole it from someone else).

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Somewhere between Pollock & Kandinsky

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It’s all changing way too fast around here.

Last week I took a look at Will and thought MY GOD, he’s huge! I swear that during the night he grew about 2 inches. Suddenly he was reaching up to turn the faucet on… Suddenly he is making up his own mind–From out of nowhere deciding that nap time–The regular every day 3 hour-plus nap was not for him anymore.. He’s sleeping now (10:41am) so his body and mind are at odds…Yes, definitely my son.  

He’s talking now, or should I say YELLING. Says Hi-BLUUUUUUE when the Bluedog saunters into the room… Dad. Mom. MOOOOM.. BYEEEEE-eeeeee… And everything is hot – he hovers his hand over objects before touching, looks at me and questions… Haute? Guests that have been around — he calls out to them… KAAAAAATTTEEEE KAAAATTTEEE — Anneeeeee–and the infamous, My & G. He couldn’t care less if I use the hair-dryer–an act that used to cause devastating results, what was I thinking.

He’s beginning to get it. Yesterday I suddenly had the opportunity to design a logo. I looked at Will, who was starting to vibrate due to being in-doors via inclement weather. I said, under my breathe–mostly speaking to myself, “Will I just need to sit at the table to get this done, are you going to let me?”.. Glancing in my direction, I sensed that he was annoyed by my suggesting that he would object. He pulled himself from the pile of toys he had been mildly entertained with, picked up his pad of paper, walked to the table and put his hands  in the air for me to lift him into his seat. Once I had peeled myself from the floor I decided to let him try out some watercolors. I sat next to him and the work began.

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Is it too soon to talk to him about controlling the internal artistic angst that comes with being creative, or do you think he knows already?

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