Toys!

I was communing with the gods recently when the subject of childhood toys came up. I was jettisoned back to many smiles enjoyed with:

Hippity Hop
Gnip Gnop
Rockem Sockem Robots
Trouble!
Big Wheel

And finally: my brother’s train set. I would get in trouble a lot for sneaking into his room and playing with it.

Of course the best toys were the ones we didn’t buy. The mountain of mud at the construction site in the field next door. The twin beds right next to each other–we’d strap on pillows and play Belly Busters–points for knocking your opponent on to the bed behind him.

Hmm. I need to go find a mudpuddle…

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