Anya ,'Touched'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had tons of Bryer horses! A lot of them wound up with missing hooves. At my grandparents we played with them in the woods and down by the creek.
I didn't play with dolls much, probably because I had a lot of boy friends. We played hide and seek, football, kickball, dirt fight, that kind of thing.
I have all my Breyer horses in my spare room right now because I've got this plan to eBay them. The fatal flaw in my plan is that it requires some effort on my part.
Maybe in the future we'll have Roombas that randomly select our stuff and sell it on eBay....
Huh. I had an actual bow with blunt tipped arrows.
I got into more trouble with my child-sized gardening tools. At age 5 I covered the floor of my brother's room with baby powder and raked nice, neat rows. My mother was not nearly as pleased as I was.
A neighbor girl and I created elaborate Western frontier adventures with our horses. My brother and I would set up army men all over a room and fight wars with rubber band guns. My lone Barbie was largely ignored. I also had Captain and Tenille dolls that were cool because they came with (cardboard cutout) bulldogs.
I thought Barbies were lame because their legs wouldn't bend so they could ride my Breyer horses.
The childhood toy I remember loving and losing was a Stretch Monster, an ugly green monster that you could pull and stretch. My brother poked a hole in him. There was purple goo inside that got all over the carpet. He was in double-trouble - my mom was pissed that he ruined the carpet and I was furious that he ruined one of my favorite toys!
My oder brother had a G.I. Joe. The old, 12" tall kind. Joe had a suitcase full of grenades, which was so cool, because it was a suitcase full of grenades!
There's a Robert Sheckley story about a robotic vaccuum that falls in love with a woman and has itself shipped to her so it can try to seduce her.
I think I had 30+ Breyer horses over my childhood. I totally played with them like dolls. I, also, thought Barbie was lame, but I loved my Princess of Power dolls. My favorites were Angella and Mermista.
Is it any wonder that I became a Buffy fan?