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what was your favorite toy as a child?
what was your favorite toy as a child?
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My answer to the question: this was a tough one, but I’m gonna go with Hordak’s Slime Pit – nuthin’ says fun like a vat of snot-looking goo to cover thine enemies!
Masters of the Universe! My oldest son loved all of those guys, and I could kick myself for giving them away now that the original ones sell for 20X what we paid for them. Where is that Castle Greyskull?….
my cousin had the castle and I was sooo envious, until i got the Slime Pit, of course. 🙂
Another favorite past-time was the construction of a 6′ x 4′ town around a model train track. Unfortunately it didn’t survive a cross-country trip when we moved, otherwise I would still be Conducting.
It’s the red Matchbox Rolls Royce Silver Shadow with broken trunk lid still in my possession. Any similarities to Rosebud are purely coincidental. Hay, the 60s/early 70s were lean times.
I have a sacred container of mine put away, far far away from thieves – right next to my marbles (which are not lost, contrary to popular belief)
Hello, Man Eegee. Dropping in for my daily lurk session. Hope all is well with you.
Oh, yes, favorite toy. When I was very young I think I liked my army men best–my dad and I would set them up on opposite sides of the room, then knock them down with rubberband guns and rolled up socks for grenades.
Makes me think I should try that with my kids, but you know, its violent and all.
well hello there ww! always nice to see you about the pond. things are going good, just trying to maximize my outdoor activities before my area transforms into a frying pan for the summer. How goes it with you?
Family is healthy and happy, so things are well. Very busy this time of year, not much sleep for me. Beautiful weather up here last couple of days. You need to escape the pan come summer, SW MI is about as nice as it gets June-September.
I’m pretty much always somewhere around the shore, by the by, just seldom wander into the water. Two jobs, three kids 7 and down, Scott’s a busy boy. Nice talking with you, though, and I still drop a note now and then.
Take care, Man Eegee. I for one appreciate your energy here.
thanks and likewise amigo. have a good one.
A doll – not quite a baby, not quite a teenager (Barbies weren’t around then)- named Peggy Jo. I still have her and she’s dressed in the last outfit I sewed for her, an Elizabethan costume in black wool, red satin & lace, that I made when I was researching English history for my senior English paper in high school. I’ll pass her along to my grand-daughter when said child is old enough to appreciate her, say 30 or so.. {g}
hi Denim Blue! Happy Wednesday to ya.
Will your granddaughter have to sign a contract with you to ensure top-quality care? 🙂
She certainly will have to do so!! Neither her mother or her aunt were allowed to play with Peggy Jo – the other dolls? sure, but Peggy was special. She was my present the Christmas I turned 4 and the next Christmas Mom had a friend make her a wardrobe including a white satin wedding dress. After that, I learned to sew making clothes for her and even after I was past the age of playing with dolls, it was “tradition” to make her a new outfit every year for under the Christmas tree until I went off to college. I keep thinking that I should renew the tradition, but I still love the Elizabethan dress. In some ways, I’m still a kid at heart – a kid who is collecting Social Security {g}…
..this seems made up and sad but it’s pretty funny…
I don’t remember having toys, though I have a picture of me with a doll; I don’t remember that doll and wonder if it was a prop that was swiftly taken away from me and back to the rightful girl.
My favorite toy was mud. We lived across the street from a jr high school baseball field and grounds and our favorite thing to do was made ashtrays (everyone’s parents smoked back then) from the mud and bake them on the cement bleachers and then try to sell them to the neighbors. They did buy a few, an old-timey niceness that came from knowing that otherwise we’d have no money to buy penny candy from the corner store.
hi SN – we played with mud alot too, using the garbage can lids to make mud pies, followed by hours spent convincing the younger cousins that they tasted great. Good times.
That’s got to be a universal kid delight…I used to watch my daughter making “recipes” in the yard using water, mud, berries, crushed dandelions,bugs, worms etc., sometimes she’d ask to use some flour or spices from the house and then she’d stir it for hours adding other things until it was just right. Now that she’s 22 she cooks for me when she’s home but I’m always just a little leery…
better to eat a meal from her than anything Esperanza cooked up for you! how is she, btw?
Until about 5 minutes ago I would have said she’s a pain in the neck sometimes but all in all she’s doing great and we haven’t had an accident in months….then B discovered she had peed in his room. 🙁
i bet if you asked her, she’d blame the cat!
Mud was great fun. That and melting Mardi Gras beads in the Easy Bake oven to make coasters.
My favorite thing to play with was my imagination. Toys were mostly props for whatever grand drama I was acting out at the time.
hi Kahli! I love that that particular toy gets better as it’s used more, instead of wearing out like the physical stuff.
Who’s lurking?
I wasn’t, really – but here now (just read new user LindainSFNM’s entry – good to have some optimistic reading).
Still at work?
curly just got in here.
hi ask – yep, still here. probably will be for awhile as I wait on someone else to give me their portion of a larger project I’m coordinating.
i noticed LindainSFNM was brand new, great that she posted a diary right away.
Hope it is a project you enjoy – and that you’re out by now. Dinner done here and we’re waiting for the Bill Moyers special on PBS (see BooMan’s story on FP).
I’m sort of lurking. The Nature Boy is making jambalaya and that looks like a great dessert. 😛
as long as you take off the rose first 😉 jambalaya sounds good, that is not something I have learned to make. Yet.
Speaking of cooking, I need to get to the grocery store tonight. hmmmm
What a coincidence, we had jambalaya tonight too.
I lived next door to five boys – tow of whom were close to my age. We played dodgeball, badminton over the hedges, baseball, etc. If it was outdoors, we played it!
hi TT! I loved the summers, being outside.
my first bicycle…mobility!!!….wreaked havoc on my parents favorite deck of playing cards, clipping them on the forks and frame so they’d make that annoying noise…way kewl…life’s little pleasures: it’s like riding a bike…ya never forget…eh?
gotta go start and tend the fire and make dinner…
have a good one, yawl
later
Hi dada! That fire looks perfect, you still getting snow?
I remember my first mode of transportation too, it was a blue and white scooter – the constant peddling got old real quick so the bike came a couple of months later for Christmas. Even as a kid, I was a slacker! 🙂
Hi Man E!
I was just thinking about our meeting in San Diego last year as I’m leaving tomorrow for the CDP convention in San Diego this weekend. There will be lots of marquee names (Clinton, Obama, Dodd, Kucinich and Pelosi on Saturday – Edwards, Richardson and Gravel on Sunday), but in the back of my mind, I know I’ll be reminiscing about fun we BooTribbers had. Speaking of fun, what about YKos this year? Will you be attending that?
As to favorite toy, well, I’m not sure I had one. I grew up in the middle of the desert a long way away from other houses; my only sibling left for college when I was six, and my family didn’t have TV. That left a lot of spare time. My friends were books. I can remember in the summertime, I’d get up early and join my dad in the drive to work. He’d drop me off at the library before work and pick me up on his way home. Pure bliss (it didn’t hurt that they had wonderfully frosty air conditioning and we only had a swamp cooler). I’d sit on the floor reading all day and leave with a huge pile of books to last me until the next visit. When I ran out of those books, it was back to the encyclopedia. I think I read all 20 volumes two or three times.
I used to love to get the ‘M’ volume of my grandparents’ encyclopedia set for the mineral section so I could see the pictures of all the crystals and geodes.
Hi! I think of that meet-up all the time, it was such a great weekend. As for YKos, it all depends on how the summer goes. I haven’t registered or anything but the door is always open to a spur-of-the-moment trip for me 🙂
I liked the “D” volume with dinosaurs! It was a set of World Books that my Dad had growing up – I think I read my way through most of them. I loved books back then (the original Tom Swift series and a number of other books from the 20s were in the attic) and I still do – we hit the library at least every other week to stock up on reading material. I’m positive that we save our entire property tax bill in books that we don’t have to buy.. BTW, I still have those Tom Swifts..
a 12 hour cafe, is this a first?
M volume..Monte..three card Monte??
Did you wear the chic outfit too, a4l? 🙂
no way..that is a fake because “everyone” knows that 3 card Monte is played only and only on a cardboard box.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three-card_Monte
Here`s a few pix to welcome the new tribal members.
That is amazing!!
so are you! how’s it going?
Hey Manny – I really, really prefer the cold temps of winter, kind of dreading the summer temps and humidity, but Spring puts on this outrageous performance every year that just delights me – lots of “ooohing” and “aaahing.”
By the way, I should respond – a new box of crayons was a childhood treat. 😉
tampopo,
Thank you very much for admiring these amazing birds.
Birds are quite easy to get along with.
I wish I could get a photo of a cardinal that has returned to my neighborhood each spring for the past 5 years. I am able to recognize him because each spring he loses his head feathers, exposing a black scalp. Each autumn he grows new feathers, though without any crest ones. We named him “Richelieu.” 😉
Put a pope`s outfit on & carry a sceptor. The cardinal will do tricks for you to be in your good graces. ha!
Do not look at them, & carry on with what you`re doing in the yard. Put a feeder out & fill it on a regular basis. Pretend you don`t even see them. They`ll soon realize you`re harmless & become familiar with your comings & goings. Don`t look directly at them, but look around at them & smell the flowers. He`ll become part of your day & make it more enjoyable.
Have a nice day.
great pic, Knucklehead! I can only imagine the settings on your camera to get the wings to virtually stop and make the birds appeared suspended in air.
Manny, remember doing acid in the sixties & dancing to the music , then a strobe would come on. Every moment is frozen in light whenever it strobes on. A flash does the same for the wings, but the bird isn`t on acid.
Btw;
I`m very familiar with these hummingbirds, & took those pictures sitting less than 4 feet from them.
I just carry around a white plastic bucket to sit on & wait.
I don’t think Manny’s PARENTS were even old enough to do acid in the 60s. 🙂
I was an olympic swimmer back then 😀
Of course you were. And that little white speedo….
But I’d have to say that my favorite ‘toy’ was the huge barn at my friends’ place across the road from my house…it had a rope swing, was big enough to play hide and seek tag in for hours in the rain, had space for building multiple forts throughout, a peach tree growing up one wall to a secnd story window where we could just reach out and grab the highest peaches, a pond down the hill for skating, A huge hill for sledding…
One of my saddest childhood memories was when a tornado took the roof off the place, and the rope swing with it.
hi CG – the party is 24/7 so you’re never late!
Rope swings were the best, although I only encountered them while living in the middle of the country; it’s sortof hard to secure one to a cactus or a palm tree around here 🙂
My cousin and I used to get these ridiculous plastic replicas of Cochise, the Lone Ranger, Tonto, etc., etc., from my grandparents and we’d design armor and swords, and dress different figures and the horses up as Medieval knights and play out these elaborate tales based on stories of King Arthur and such. They would last months because we had to wait until our parents got together; but we’d always start back in with the story where it left off. She was about seven, I was about eight.
Hi,
shamus
Hi shamus,
And welcome to the pond!
I doubt there will be much traffic in this thread at this time.
Why don’t you hop over to today’s Froggy Bottom Happy Hour – there seems to be a lot of levity over there just now (I was lurking there). Reintroduce yourself and get some mojo.
Where is this place? lol, never mind, I’ll find it. Hi. Thanks. 🙂
hi shamus! great story, it’s amazing how the imagination can transform and captivate our lives.
paz
Yeah, no kidding, it’s a labyrinth.
Hi paz. 🙂