So since Caspian’s arrival, well probably from even before he was born, we’ve been given many different toys from friends and family. Grateful for both new and pre-loved handed down from those who’ve entered into parenthood before us. We’ve also been amazed at what we ourselves have found at our local charity shop often in mint condition.
We now own most toys imaginable. Soft ones. Cuddly ones. Puppet ones. Bright ones. Colourful ones. Stimulating ones. Wooden ones. Ones that play a tune. Toys with batteries. Toys we wish didn’t have a battery. Toys that talk. Toys that light up. Toys for touching. Toys for biting. Toys for hammering. Toys for bath time. Yes, any kind of toy you can think of that a baby would love and enjoy. Bliss!
So here is a list of our son’s top ten current favourites:
- The TV remote – especially if the TV is on so that there is a great chance that you’ll hit a combination of buttons leading to a complete freeze and the menu now only operating in Mandarin.
- A hairbrush – preferably full of hair that can then be pulled off! Pretending to be a bird creating a nice fluffy nest seems to be the objective of this game.
- Mobile phones – I think there is a slight preference to mine over Daddy Long Legs’, though mine is an iphone 6 while DLL is stuck with an old 4S so I can’t say that I blame Caspian.
- The hoover! Any part of our old orange Vax is wildly fascinating and naturally needs exploring every time you can get your chubby little baby hands on it. Pretending to be a cowboy with a lasso is where I’m guessing we’re going with this one.
- The business section of The Daily Telegraph – he literally gobbles this one up!
- A blue plastic cup – for anything but drinking.
- The cat’s food bowl if he can get to it. Oh the joys of spreading those dried up little pieces all over the floor. And if you can tip the water bowl over in the process you really have yourself a party.
- A packet of Water Wipes. Once you get the plastic cover opened there is no end to the fun!
- A roll of packaging tape. Hours of amusement in chasing it across the floor, as it keeps slipping out of your hands. Where is this slippery bugger going? Must chase!
- And fire… yes, the hot burning kind. If I didn’t know any better I would say we have a pyromaniac in the making as he goes absolutely wild when the fire is lit. And no, we are not letting him near it!
Since anything that is designed to engage, educate and stimulate our baby boy is obviously wildly inferior to any ordinary household object I have decided that for Christmas we’re getting him the following:
A mop, a washing up brush, a collection of plastic combs and kitchen roll. This should keep him occupied for hours (and he might even clean the house in the process).
But being the ignorant first time mum that I am I naturally thought my boy was unique in this aspect of love for everyday objects. No, this seems to be a common phenomenon. As every parent in my NCT group have their baby currently going through the remote control phase, too. One even brought theirs with them to our lunch, and two had invested in toy ones, but I’m not sure Caspian would fall for that one! Now I understand why all the toys in the charity shop are in such good condition… And something tells me this ‘remote control phase’ might return again later on or possibly never go away!
What is the strangest thing your child’s wanted to play with?