December 16, 2007

Weapons of Plastic Destruction

I spent today going through the kids’ toy room and a quick run through their bedroom closets and started to pile things up to give to a local children’s shelter.

I’d never gone through their stuff.


I have three boys and most toys become hand me downs for Bones and I always wanted to make sure everything was played with before I got rid of it. Today was the day.

That homeless shelter will either LOVE me or HATE me. There will be no in between.

Some mental notes I’ve made to myself. We have a lot of balls in this house. Oh, I know, being the mother of three boys and being married, I find myself thinking quite exasperated, quite frequently, “There are TOO MANY balls in this house!”

But not those. I mean the throwing kind.

I have BOXES of balls. Every size, texture and color, hard and soft, nerfy and baseball, weird crap spinning in them and hollow, whiffle and footballs. Name it. Name a kind of ball. We have it.

And we may have more than one. I have a ball for every sport played, even if they don’t play the damn sport.

And so I went through them, put a half in a box, left the other half behind and thought, ‘The children will love these’ only to have my boys come in and say, “Wait, we have to go through all these balls. We play with these for certain games when we’re outside, like dodgeball and our nerf guns.”

No kidding. My boys actually play with MOST of these balls and my husband was the first to raise the ‘ball red flag’. “Hunhead, you need to have the boys go through these, they play with most of these balls…”



And Nerf needs to come up with new weapons. We own every frickin’ Nerf weapon ever invented AND they are played with extensively. Kids come to my house, they all grab a Nerf shooter thingy, and they have a war outside.

We love Nerf. We need new Nerf ideas.

And speaking of weapons, we must have a bigger arsenal than… a 3rd world country. Granted, theirs are real and ours a plastic, but Good God, we have plastic swords, knives, nun-chucks, medieval weapons, light sabers, and I know I’m missing some, but folks you have to believe me… it is truly amazing. Once again, all played with, so they stay.

I have a house full of boys and if you look at their toy room it shows.

And when I call the homeless shelter, I am going to flat tell them, “I have a van full of items for children, but you need to know, and completely understand… I am coming from a home full of boys.”

Hopefully they’ll get it… If not, they will when I unload.

Posted by Boudicca at December 16, 2007 10:16 PM | TrackBack

Where were all of these cool toys when I was down there last??? ;-)

Posted by: Sissy at December 16, 2007 11:10 PM

I once tried to get rid of all the Batman toys in my house, my oldest had a conniption fit, and so they sit, in the basement, waiting for him to have children.

Posted by: holder at December 17, 2007 06:09 AM

It's crazy isn't it? Mine's not even 4 yet, and the plastic crap in this house is insane.

Posted by: Marie at December 17, 2007 08:38 AM

so you know you basically made it a challege now to come up with some oddball- ball that your boys might not have?
do they have koosh balls?
or knobby balls?
or Z balls

or those giant excersise ones?

or not to throw around but a plasma ball?

Posted by: S at December 17, 2007 01:15 PM

I have sentimental boys. The oldest won't give up his Lincoln Logs and neither of them will give up their old Videos. I have a copy of Ferngully that won't even play and a worn-out copy of Biker Mice from Mars. Both are still in the video cabinet gathering dust.

Posted by: Sugar Britches at December 17, 2007 10:20 PM