tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post5948313588589616954..comments2024-03-06T07:13:04.347-05:00Comments on Masked Mom: Toys For Girls And BoysMasked Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-9726748396055318882012-05-02T14:56:30.993-04:002012-05-02T14:56:30.993-04:00I have a hard time believing 1996 was 16 years ago...I have a hard time believing 1996 was 16 years ago and I was graduating from college. <br /><br />There are days I wake up and can't believe I'm not still 18 though so, you know, there's that.Just Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02861216483398553225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-622114437623971922012-04-30T10:35:55.669-04:002012-04-30T10:35:55.669-04:00While I was nursing Thing 2, Thing 1 would often p...While I was nursing Thing 2, Thing 1 would often pick up the closest stuffed animal and sit with me on the couch to nurse as well. It was adorable.Leah Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00904332077725688831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-88266123071342041932012-04-29T22:41:06.413-04:002012-04-29T22:41:06.413-04:00PS--I'm still pretty fascinated by Legos and T...PS--I'm still pretty fascinated by Legos and Tinker Toys and stuff like that.Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-36522961380244136022012-04-29T22:40:39.287-04:002012-04-29T22:40:39.287-04:00I am the oldest of three girls and a boy. My poor ...I am the oldest of three girls and a boy. My poor little brother was drafted into playing house with us all the time and he always had to be the dog or the baby. I have VERY clear images of my little brother crawling around in his pajamas either barking or whimpering and cooing. Sometimes he'd get mixed up and be a barking baby or a cooing dog. ;)Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-80397182578676674862012-04-29T22:39:13.579-04:002012-04-29T22:39:13.579-04:00I was at first baffled by the seeming violence of ...I was at first baffled by the seeming violence of the act of tying the doll to the bike, but in talking to Son-One about it later, he said he was just giving Jason a ride. ;) <br /><br />(And it actually took me a minute to recover from doing the math of how much time has passed since 1996.)Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-10047775683243914692012-04-28T23:19:05.433-04:002012-04-28T23:19:05.433-04:00This reminds me of when Victor was little, and he ...This reminds me of when Victor was little, and he wanted to play with my Barbies. I told him he couldn't because because because uh uh uh "They're girl toys." Which, of course, was just an excuse for not sharing. When I was feeling generous, he'd play house with me and dolls were shared and cared for, as were his legos, which I must confess, I still love.Larissa T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18054129254135419707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-57577418104682705862012-04-28T22:45:49.921-04:002012-04-28T22:45:49.921-04:00Granddaughters , Markie? You will be awesome. I, ...Granddaughters , Markie? You will be awesome. I, on the other hand, don't intend to have any grandchildren.... not for a LONG time anyway,Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-92001957762218945822012-04-28T22:45:29.354-04:002012-04-28T22:45:29.354-04:00My daughter was surrounded by boy toys, but never ...My daughter was surrounded by boy toys, but never really played with them. Most of my boys had a doll at one time or another. They never dragged them with a rope,tho I'm sure they would've loved to.<br />(I'm frequently stunned when someone mentions the 90's and I realize how long ago it was. Feels like just a couple years.)Julie DeMillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17929034148906710834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-76165062345458428622012-04-28T22:42:38.897-04:002012-04-28T22:42:38.897-04:00I'll bet you'll be an excellent baseball c...I'll bet you'll be an excellent baseball coach for your granddaughters and grandsons alike. :)Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-79538028628857260332012-04-28T22:41:17.300-04:002012-04-28T22:41:17.300-04:00Glad you liked it. I think Jason is actually still...Glad you liked it. I think Jason is actually still up in the attic in Son-One's things. He's somewhat the worse for wear, but no one was willing to part with him.Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-8556661553321968722012-04-28T22:40:29.940-04:002012-04-28T22:40:29.940-04:00You're welcome and thanks for sharing the tale...You're welcome and thanks for sharing the tale of Doll William. All my boys are excellent with babies and young children as well--though that probably has little to nothing to do with the toys they found in their toy boxes.Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-2822324109691958142012-04-28T22:39:14.450-04:002012-04-28T22:39:14.450-04:00In the original draft of this post, I included a a...In the original draft of this post, I included a anecdote about walking in on Son-One nursing Jason--something that really happened. I cut it out of the final draft due to space issues, which was a little bit of a bummer since it was one of the most adorable moments in my parenting career. It's so sweet to see them taking care of "babies."Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-30978711653444458812012-04-28T22:37:36.001-04:002012-04-28T22:37:36.001-04:00That's adorable.That's adorable.Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-65681237901585339192012-04-28T22:37:23.246-04:002012-04-28T22:37:23.246-04:00My not-yet three-year-old niece has a starter comp...My not-yet three-year-old niece has a starter computer from Vtech. It's craziness.Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-12497371301618659422012-04-28T21:38:16.687-04:002012-04-28T21:38:16.687-04:00So this year for Christmas, my two grandsons, ages...So this year for Christmas, my two grandsons, ages 4 and 3 each got an iTouch. So their toys are of the virtual kind.lyndagracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13530605081989558341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-70136929337493684692012-04-28T19:53:02.659-04:002012-04-28T19:53:02.659-04:00My son loved The Little Mermaid, so much so that m...My son loved The Little Mermaid, so much so that my mother in law asked if she could give him an Ariel doll. I said sure, my husband said sure, and our son was giddy with joy. He took that (Barbie) Ariel with him everywhere for over a year, and if you go upstairs right now, you will find her in my daughter's doll house. Well loved, and still a member of our household, 15 years later.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05754778263332756663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-37937373148163842062012-04-28T11:20:28.074-04:002012-04-28T11:20:28.074-04:00Loved this. My little boys have an abundance of c...Loved this. My little boys have an abundance of cars, trucks, and trains (no weapons, I stand strong against the weapons) but also an abundance of a variety of stuff animals. I am often asked to provide back up for changing diapers, bathing, feeding, and giving kisses to said stuffed animals, but mostly their care falls to my three year old.Leah Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00904332077725688831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-15350938427924270402012-04-28T08:54:09.916-04:002012-04-28T08:54:09.916-04:00All my three boys had baby dolls. One of these was...All my three boys had baby dolls. One of these was a beautiful handmade Waldorf doll called "Doll William." Doll William could frequently be found being used to hit the cat, dragged across the floor by his arm or thrown over the balcony. He died later from his injuries. However, all of these male hellions have turned out to be very tender with actual babies, caressing their hands gently and whispering soothing baby talk into their tiny ears. I guess it all works out. This post takes me back. Thank you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08644569152748119356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-58720311427750457012012-04-28T05:23:59.505-04:002012-04-28T05:23:59.505-04:00This is a GREAT post! I loved it!
(Poor Jason!)This is a GREAT post! I loved it!<br /><br />(Poor Jason!)Noisy Quiethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15127095448807063093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12581247.post-44319273671087018312012-04-28T05:02:12.944-04:002012-04-28T05:02:12.944-04:00In our household of three boys, Benny once made th...In our household of three boys, Benny once made the comment, after two consecutive semesters in sewing electives at school, in which he made a quilt, that he "had taken one" for the team. He said that he had only done the quilt to satisfy Annie's maternal need to teach off-spring how to sew. On the other hand, I missed out on the opportunity to teach a daughter how to hit a baseball, both left-handed and right-handed. Sigh. What are you going to do? Oh, yeah. Granddaughters...Mark O'Neillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16295762252612104201noreply@blogger.com