On Friday when I went to B's classroom to pick him up he was looking sad standing alone by a cubby. I asked him what was wrong and he pointed to a toy it was a horrible looking purple thing that boarded on offensive. He pronounced "I want the microphone guy from Old MacDonald's!"
But honey we have to go. I coxed. "I want the microphone guy!"
Now I don't know if you've seen this horrible toy but here it is. 
You lift her arm and she warbles out some unrecognisable tune.
All Friday night all I heard was,
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
Saturday I was woken up with a shout from B that woke up S and sent the dog into a barking frenzy:
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
Sunday it was pancake day. Usually a very exciting day but instead,
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
Sunday afternoon I had had it! B had won I know it's bad to give into things like that but really he had worn me down how much more could I take. My hubby took him to Old McDonald's.
Standing in line B chanted excitedly
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
"I want the microphone guy!"
And there he was standing at B's Mecca home of The Microphone Guy. And they handed it over with trembling fingers he grabbed the toy and it was the wrong one! A horrible scene ensued a terrified cashier located the last microphone guy. A happy and exhausted B walked away toy in hand.
This morning I was awakened at 4am. B was shouting for me like he had lost an arm. He woke the baby, the dog the whole house. I ran in and there was little B in tears.
"I lost the microphone guy!"he cried
I'm moving to Atlanta.
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7 comments:
Why cant they just put nice simple toys in the happy meals? Like a match box car or something.
i loath happy meals for all the same reasons as you.
I want to go to Tuscany.
I want to go to Tuscany.
I want to go to Tuscany.
HA...
I love the times when they actually put GOOD toys in those things, like matchbox-type cars. One of the worst toys we have that both kids LOVE is an American Idol "thing" from last year. You push a button on it and it plays some sort of crappy dance music. They both geek out to it (its about 5 sec. long) and dance like little goofballs. Trouble is, it lost its charm LONG AGO. I'd throw it out but fear the meltdowns would far outweigh the irritating music.
I don't blame you! Atlanta is nice this time of year! :D
i hate those stupid A.I. toys. what is that? eventually, and i know this is hard to believe now, eventually he will not care about those toys at all. take a deep breath. have a fry.
They have the WORST toys. My favorites are the tie-ins with movies that are rated PG-13...in the Happy Meal? so weird. I love that your kids call it Old mcDonalds too.
I remember those days. I gotta have (fill in the blank). Then, they either lose it or it breaks.
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