The girls are incredibly easy. A few candles, some bookmarks, throw in cutesy picture frames, and maybe a purse every once in a while . . . they're happy.
The boys? Not so easy.
I had the girls all set up last week. I redid some displays for them and got out a few extra things that I had stashed. It looked niiiiiice. The boys side was woefully empty.
The children and I went to the dollar store this afternoon, to stock up on Boys Things. Since Spyder is a boy, and he's exactly the target age, I let him do the choosing. What, you ask, did he choose?
- screwdrivers
- tool boxes
- foam swords
- door alarm kits
- tape measures
- whoopee cushions
- bungee cords
- flashlights
- squeezable, gooey, realistic organs on keychains
- baseballs
- fake "cracked windshield" stick-ons
Lesson learned.
If it's disgusting, the boys will love it. And the love for all things disgusting is only overshadowed by tools.
And it's even better if they can use the tools to make something disgusting. ;)
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