I am not sure why but Ivey is completely in love with giraffes. No other animal seems to grab her attention and affection like a giraffe. She plays with them nonstop and presently owns the following three:
Giraffes always make her smile and giggle. I could spend a whole afternoon watching her interact with her collections of giraffes. I am not sure what makes these toys special in comparison to the rest of the toys in her toy chest. For some reason these giraffes aren’t just toys they are her friends.
Ruby is one of my favorite people in the world and I enjoy our playdates immensely. Not having a child of my own (yet) I consider it a huge honor to be able to borrow one. It amazing what you can learn about yourself and the world through the eyes of a six-year-old.
For our playdate, we decided to have ourselves a little tea party in order to test out my newly received Easy-Bake Oven. Besides our easy-baked goods, we drank herbal tea and ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (note to self: next time cut off the crust).
At the end of our playdate I asked Ruby if she wanted to take the Easy-Bake Oven home. Since I doubt she will be returning it any time soon; I guess I will have to use the real oven for my next tea party.
Growing up I always wanted an Easy Bake Oven, unfortunately, I never got one. To be honest I have always felt slightly jilted about this and even as an adult I have found myself wandering up and down the toy aisle trying to justify purchasing one.
As a somewhat sane 30+ year-old woman without children (yet) it just seems like the kind of product I might need to find some justification for; am I wrong? Buying it would not have been hard as most people would assume it was for my (non-existent) daughter. The hard part would be explaining myself to my husband when he came home to find me standing in our kitchen baking desserts in brightly colored toy oven.