Here’s the thing about lovies. They’re specific to the child. It doesn’t matter how much they cost. Because they’re going to go everywhere with your child, you’re well advised to get one extremely well made and not worry so much about keeping it nice because it was costly. If your child is a toddler when they find their lovie, you’re well advised to get at least 2 because that hamster is going to get lost in the grocery store looking for banana flavored yogurt.
I digress. Sorry.
Anyway, none of the other toys matter. They’re going to sit piled in a corner or one of those net hammock things and collect dust. Maybe it’s because none of the other toys have any interest in proving that yogurt comes in banana only flavor, not strawberry banana, which is unacceptable to hamsters.
I digress again. Sorry.
The point is, if your kid is one of those kids that only ever plays with a select few toys, its better to buy fewer and buy quality. At some point, it may become wasteful to buy any more toys at all no matter how cute they are because they won’t be played with. At least until they outgrow this phase. They will, eventually.
It’s work to not drown in toys these days. Any excuse to limit the inflow is a Godsend.
But what about gifts? You can’t not acknowledge birthdays and such, right? Spend the money on memories, you’ll all be happier. Sure, everybody will roll their eyes and think you’re weird. Some will say you’re a stingy, bad mother. In a decade they’ll giggle over the pics and talk about what a great time that was. They’ll tell all the funny things your kid did, like you weren’t also there to see said funniness. Then they’ll sigh and make some comment about how fast it all goes and brag about what a great mother you’ve always been. 🙄.
If I had it to do over again, I would have bought that wayward hamster a frozen banana yogurt party. Top of the line, so far as I could afford. Then maybe that idiot hamster wouldn’t have gotten lost in the grocery store looking for banana yogurt. At the time I let work and money be an excuse. But I learned my lesson and by the time the hamster was replaced with the Harry Potter monkey, I knew what was what.
That monkey was spoiled. 😀
My daughter was thrilled.
Just saying.
