But the poor kids who are growing up now have it rough.
Instead of burying themselves in a mud whole, they bury themselves in Mommy's iPad.
Instead of watching Wile E. Coyote hunt the roadrunner (or hunting the coyote themselves) they're watching those creepy Yo-Gabba Gabba things and the guy with the orange fro do whatever they do.
It's honestly sad.
But! There is hope for the upcoming generation of tiny tikes.
I watch my share of television, and honestly, a lot of Spongebob. And I've seen tons of commercials for toys that I either had, or yelled "I want that!" to my mom when the commercial came on. I'm calling them throw-back toys for the simple fact that I'm 18. Nothing I grew up with is old enough to be called retro.
I've seen...
- Socker Boppers.
- Hungry Hungry Hippos.
- Doodle Bears.
- Baby Alive (The kind that you mix the food for).
- Elefun.
- Play-Dough Dentist.
- Play-Dough Ice Cream Shop.
- Easy Bake Oven.
- Aqua-Doodle.
- Whack-A-Mole.
- Crayola Crayon Maker.
- Color-Me Playhouses.
- Dr. Dreadful Gummy Candy Maker.
- Operation.
- Jenga (This came out before my time).
- Go-Go My Walkin' Pup.
- Don't Break The Ice.
- Trouble.
Welcome back, old friends. Welcome back.
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