Got one, been there, have the t-shirt to prove it...

So.  Two days ago, Eli didn't have a cubby house/tent thingy.  Today, he does.  Why?  Well, because he didn't have one two days ago..  And he needed one..  Obviously!

Why is it that (SOME) mums -- ME -- feel the need to update kids' toy collections to brimming every other week?  We are single handedly keeping Ebay in business I'm sure of it.  Either way, I have an obsession I'm sure I share with many many mothers and fathers out there.  The one that ensures your kid has everything he or she could ever want, or imagine wanting.  It's like this:  *Child glances sideways at massively ugly and annoying toy*. . . "Ooh!  You like that purple stuffed elephant that sings ABC repetitively and has a glowing trunk and tail?  Yes, I can see that would be useful for helping you learn the alphabet.  Let's buy it!"  You see! I am setting my kid up for boredom.  He'll have played at least once with every toy on the market, therefor, nothing will be new and exciting for him.

Stupid thing is, I think we all judge each other just a little bit when we see other mummies buying their child every newfangle thing in toy catalogues.  Sometimes, I see things other parents have purchased, and somewhere in the back of my mind I'm calculating whether or not I would have wasted my money on such trivial purchases (or in some cases, extravagant purchases..)  Truth is, if I thought Eli would like it, or get a modicum of enjoyment from it, I would spend any money on anything for him.  Most mothers would - if they had the means.  But does that mean our children are spoiled?  Or loved?  I don't even know the answer, and if I did, I probably wouldn't say it out loud.  I might be admitting to spoiling my child, and that would ruin the "perfect parent" image I have of myself.  Uncool... ;o)

There you have it.  Another chapter in the ramblings of an unsettled mind...  Glad you could keep me company. :o)

A. xo