A few weeks ago, we severely limited the number of toys that C has upstairs. It seemed counterproductive. She was constantly complaining she was bored with her toys upstairs, and it is the area she plays in the most. Not only did it make our living room less chaotic, but it also unleashed this wildly imaginative child. Sometimes boredom must mean overstimulated!
C choose which kind of toys she wanted upstairs, and the rest were sent down. She knows if she wants to bring any other toys upstairs, she needs to choose something to go back down. Right now, here are her 5 top picks
- Old School McDonald’s Happy Meal Sesame Street toys: she calls these her “friends” and she is constantly carrying them around the house, building stores and playgrounds for them, or even reading them stories. She is uninterested in the TV show but loves the characters (though *crisis* Bert and Ernie are missing!!).
- Foam blocks: these were the #1 thing on her very first Christmas list and they look practically new (their storage bag has been repaired a few times). She loves to knock over towers (aka “kaboom castles”), and I love that they are quiet and pain-free.
- Doug & Melissa Pancake Set: this kid, like most kids, loves pancakes. She is always playing restaurant with her bear Bobo, who doesn’t seem to mind that the only variation in the menu is whether she serves them with butter, blueberries, bananas or chocolate chips.
- Baby: A must for any child transitioning from only child status, C mimics whatever I’m doing with her baby sister. It’s hilarious to watch her burp her baby, and I’m constantly finding baby napping in the strangest places. It’s also a good mirror to see how I’m spending my time (apparently I tend to feed Madeline while I’m eating breakfast and sitting on my phone).
- Necklaces: I worry about this one, given the strangulation hazard, but I might as well be honest and say that C is obsessed with beaded necklaces. She rarely has them around her neck, but usually other body parts, pretending they are bathing suits or triceratops or something else equally as bizarre.
My favourite thing about this list is that not a single item on this list requires batteries, has flashing lights, or makes obnoxious sounds. Instead, I get to listen to the wildly crazy tales C tells, the songs she sings and the theories she has that make her the incredibly funny, smart, and weird kid that I love.