So, today's been a busy one up until now. We met up with Wayne's sister for lunch, and Ruby fell asleep. Feeling a bit overconfident, we decided to press our luck a little and make a Target run. Normally, decisions like these come back to bite us. Ruby wakes up, has no idea where she is, and we end up sprinting out of wherever we are, simultaneously making a bottle and waving a toy in front of her face as a diversion. Today, we got lucky. We left with some new outfits and a mat she can lay on in the bathtub, bigger diapers, and a fun bouncy thing she can stand in. Here's the thing. This bouncy thing was $90 (ok, $89.99, but Target's schemes don't fool me!). I was perusing Amazon yesterday and found this:
http://www.amazon.com/Playskool-Weebles-Goldilocks-Adventure-Cottage/dp/B000BCEJ8Q
Looks fun, right? Fun little Weebles cottage - so interactive! What a way to build a child's imagination! Wait. Whawasthatnow? Take a look at that price tag again - $109.99? Someone please explain this to me. This giant thing we bought today with lights, music, and all of these components is $90 - and this dollhouse is $20 more than that? I mean, is it made of gold? When Ruby gets too old to play with it, can I melt it down and sell it for profit? Does it clean my house for me - oh! Maybe it's secretly a Roomba. Hmm ... no. It doesn't appear to do any of these things! So tell me how any parent - or anyone else for that matter - is to justify spending $110 on some chunk of plastic their kid is just going to get pissed off at when they realize that Weebles only wobble? They don't fall down! The horror, the horror.
ANYhoo. Target really brings out the unreasonable jerk in people, doesn't it? I was not aware that the average speed limit for driving through a parking lot is 45 miles per hour, did you know that? Maybe I missed something, I thought it was around 10 or so.
I got the Valentine's Day decorations put away. A month after the holiday, not too bad! The Easter decorations are now up. The way I roll, those will probably stay up until mid-July, or at least until one of my cats knocks them over. I should point out that my Christmas lights are still hanging on the balcony, but they're turned off, rendering them invisible.
Wayne is watching Iron Chef America. I really wish Alton Brown would get that gross mole removed. Food Network personalities look so gross in HD, don't they?
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