We went to ToysRUs last week because Isaac had a girl's birthday party Saturday and a boy's party Sunday. I did my best mom sleuthing and based on very limited (and not altogether reliable) intel from Isaac and the invitations I decided the general category of gifts we needed. I took Riley and headed down the girl toy aisle and sent Isaac and Mike over to the boy toys with specific instructions. They found a cool helicopter disc toy thingy and I picked a "Fashionista Barbie."
I gave my approval to the boys' choice and then Mike narrowed his eyes at the pink box on my lap.
"You got a Barbie."
"Yeah, she'll love it."
"But what does it do?"
"It doesn't do anything, it's a Barbie."
"Ok...I guess...if that's what you want to get."
"It is."
"But it doesn't do anything?"
"No."
I then had a conversation all way home about all the awesome toys we grew up with that required you to use your imagination and in case you were wondering Barbie was a hit.
Sigh...Boys!
PS: I can't wait for Riley to be old enough for Barbies!
Barbies "do" anything you want them to -- they're awesome for that. (My Barbies did a lot of exploring, gymnastics, car repair, and some sort of approximation of dating as picked up from my Grandma's daytime soaps...)
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