I was snowplowing throught the litter of toys my kid has and I starting thinking about the toys I had when I was a kid...

Curious as to what your favorite toy was a kid and what toy do you have today could replace it?

When I was little I loved this little indian drummer. You put in a battery and he's bang that drum like he was demanding dinner. Also I loved this little robot - he shot sparks out of his chest. COOL!

Nothing I have today could ever replace the few toys I had as a kid. I wish I still had them today because I would still play with them!

MB

Suzie Smart. She was a walking talking smarty pants and she was about my size. I was a "big girl" and learning to use "big girl smarty pants". :D

Micronaughts robots, lite brites (they looked like candy but did not taste like it!). A rock and a piece of wood (I had heard that paper is made from wood... I would spend hours trying to pound wood into paper)

My favorite toy was a sandwich bag fashioned into a parachute with a washer or a small container tied to it with strings.

The summer thermals would launch it skyward. I could play with that for hours. I also liked to launch them off of the St Johns bridge with little messages.

I made a slingshot with a clothes pin, a stick and a rubber band. Two nails at the front and the clothes pin nailed through the spring at the back.

I would launch poker chips over houses with that :) Still have my eyes!

Then I discovered chemistry.... I guess you would not call "high explosives" toys.... I am still alive though :)

when I was around 4 or 5 I had a teddy bear [black and white] I was only about 3 years ago I was reminded about him. I guess I went into a kind of shock when it became to badly worn for my mon to repair anymore and they tossed it one day. I can only imagen how hert I was. When I saw the angush on my son's face when I was going to take his planket [binky] away. My wife was talking to Mom and she told my wife I was in a state of troma for a long time and she wished she had never taken it away. I a serviver of early childhood tromma.

My Wonderwoman underroo's. Man, I was the coolest crime fighter in those things. I'd put my red headband on, pull my red socks up to my knees like her boots, got my lasso and away I went fighting neighborhood crime much to my mother's horror. Its not underwear its my supersuit. lol

Ok don't laugh but I had one of those large soft bodied Incredible Hulk dolls that roared when you shook him. *blushes* He was happily married to Sunshine barbie who sadly lost her life to our dog one summer. Don't laugh harder I still have my Hulk doll though he now resides quietly in my attic somewere.

I am "Green with envy" LOL Hug's I want hugs too ! thinking of my old Yeddy bear buddy has put me in a state of wonder.

Keep it up and your wife is going to be wondering why some stranger would be sending you a black and white teddy bear. CRY BABY!!!! lol

hmmm black and white teddy bear I wonder.

Hwy now , he was my best buddy in all the world at that age. LOL I'll cry if I want too. My wife would would think it was cute and then hammer me. LOL

I used to love the sand pit and my big trucks sadly in my rough play with them I broke them and I was really upset I think I have a pic og me crying when that happened. Such truma at such a young age I was only 4&3/4. :( :( :(

The toys I still have from when I was a kid.
Doll crib, Doll highchair, my Dolls, and my Batman Cup
I have a few books and wish I still had my comic books.
I have the things I use to collect also like rocks and shells.

I still buy toys for myself.
I have a Tickle Me Elmo and the Alien from Toy Story.
I also collect action figures and pez dispensers

Stori !!!!! I collect pez dispensers too! I have 45 and am trying to figure out how to display them....what do you do with yours?
I kind of like bugs bunny, got one of those?


~gourmet~

:) Gourmet my favorite pez dispenser is my Batman one.
I have them lined up in the opening of my night table.
No Bugs Bunny here lots of Garfields tho.

Batman is cool and Bam Bam from the Flintstones, another favorite! If you have a bunch of Garfields, I can trade you a Bart Simpson :)

His name was Cinnamon Bear. He was so well-loved by me that he had no hair left and his eyes had been replaced with black buttons. When I was twelve years old and very ill, I threw up on him. Nothing could take the stench out. My mother took him away.

What did I replace him with? Actually, he was irreplaceable. From time to time, I have tried men but their emphatic personalities make it impossible for me to project upon them everything I projected into the "soul" of the blank-eyed Cinnamon Bear.

Ah childhood!

Read the poem "Fern Hill" by Dylan Thomas. When it is gone, it comes back only in our imaginations.

Hwy now , he was my best buddy in all the world at that age. LOL I'll cry if I want too. My wife would would think it was cute and then hammer me. LOL


So, whens your birthday lmbo :p

Coral Rhedd, your cinnamon bear story reminds me of my Velveteen Rabbit.

When I threw up on my poor bunny in the middle of the night, the next morning my mother gently explained that the reason Velveteen Rabbit was not with me anymore was because I had loved him so much that he finally became REAL.

Any of you that know the story will understand. Once a rabbit becomes REAL he lives inside your heart forever.


~gourmet~

Well, I was like my son in that I didn't play with "toys"...my favorite play was

1. The Monkey Tree - a big, old tree that had fallen over into others in the grove at my grandparents farm. Oh what adventures we had...it was a pirate ship, a space ship, a house, a mountain, a jungle.

2. The Hay Mow - we spent hours jumping in the hay and trying to shoot pigeons with our bows and arrows!

3. Hot Wheels and tracks

I remember that every year my mother's parents tried to give me a doll for Xmas trying to turn me into a "girl". Oh well...

Kim

Kimalimah, the "monkey tree" reminds me of the old tree we had when I lived in Charleston.
The braches were gnarly and close to the ground. They were great for straddling and pretending to ride a horse....very real with cap guns and cowboy hats from Tweetsie Railroad.

The tree was covered in spanish moss. We would play games with the moss by clumping it together to build forts. We would use the seed pods from the magnolia trees for grenades.
Not very lady-like, but one of my favorite things to do with my brothers.

We paid BIG TIME though afterwards because we would get eaten up by "chiggers" and man, they ITCH. Those "red bugs" could never stopped us from building those forts.

Gourmet, you like them chiggers "A" LOL ,

Fut's, on HF's you can find my BD if you look. But please no teddy, but I'll take a hug. LOL

Coral Rhedd, your cinnamon bear story reminds me of my Velveteen Rabbit.

When I threw up on my poor bunny in the middle of the night, the next morning my mother gently explained that the reason Velveteen Rabbit was not with me anymore was because I had loved him so much that he finally became REAL.

Any of you that know the story will understand. Once a rabbit becomes REAL he lives inside your heart forever.


~gourmet~
I love that story! :)

Gourmet, you like them chiggers "A" LOL ,

Fut's, on HF's you can find my BD if you look. But please no teddy, but I'll take a hug. LOL


I never make a promise I can't keep. :eyebrow:

Skip-it was the best until it broke. I was a hyper kid. I usually only played by myself though. My brother always fought with me. I was pretty good at shootin hoops but never did the basketball thing even though I towered over everyone. Not agressive enough.

1.)Books! I still love kids books, I buy them for myself and take them out of the library. Fortunately librarians love them too.
2.)Toy horses of all shapes and sizes. Hobby horses. China horses. Horse stories... (hyperfocus or what?)