the making of a juvenile delinquent
so…Samson has received a ton of toys. Wait, I mean a TON of TOYS. Most of these toys are very educational — I’m amazed with how toys have changed…do they even make Tonka Trucks out of metal anymore? And then there is the Peek-a-Boo Rattle and the Jittery Jungle Pal.
The Peek-a-Boo Rattle is a little duck with all sorts of brightly colored tags and rings on it and a rattle inside. There is a little tag on the collar that says “Flip me open!” Ummm, okay. You can fold the duck’s head back and reveal a small mirror on its decapitated stump. That’s right, the toy is going to teach my son that it’s okay to rip the heads off small animals!
And then there is his friend, the Jittery Jungle Pal. It’s a seemingly harmless elephant, but do I really want my kid to play with a “jittery” pal? Why is he jittery? Is the elephant a recovering junkie, just trying to make a buck working as a toy? Is he all hopped up on caffeine? Either way, “jittery” is not the playtime image I was thinking of.
In the twisted, Toy-Story-esque world of Samson’s stuffed animals, I can totally see the jittery elephant lying in the gutter next to a headless duck, begging for a dollar.
I’m just getting ready for the day that Samson comes home with a tattoo, or needs to be bailed out — at least I’ll know where it all started.