Seriously Educational Toys

Awww, I like that!

That's the thing about *real* sharing (in my weird opinion of course)... the sharer has freely chosen to share, has considered the person who is being shared with (loved, related to, given to). It IS love to share something that you don't have to (to me, selfish person, anyway.) And it feels good, too. Well, most of the time.

Speaking of educational toys, I remember when I was growing up how hard my mother tried to find a nice Native American doll. She often ended up buying black or Asian dolls, and sewing new clothes for them.

When I was about 8, I think... the game "Perfection" would freak the hell out of me every time the timer ran out and all the puzzle pieces suddenly popped up before I could put them where they belonged.

And yet, I was obsessed with that game. Stupid game. Perfection. Seriously? Fucking 80's.