I just finished shopping for a stranger and wow, did I have a good time!!!!
For years I’ve been wanting to ‘adopt’ a disadvantaged child from cards hung on Christmas trees stationed in shopping centers. But I’ve usually been in the throes of deadlines, and when I managed to make my way to a tree, it was too late. This year, I made sure I was there in time.
I selected an eight-year old who wanted a Baby Doll Alive, a plain baby doll and stroller and something called Shopkins which completely befuddled me.
I have often bought presents for young ‘uns in my family, but those were individual gifts and usually centered on stuffed dogs and Teddy Bears. I knew nothing about current trends in juvenile amusement.
But always game, I entered a toy store for one of my very rare visits and asked what in the heck are Shopkins and Baby Doll Alive. I found myself surrounded by young mothers buying all sorts of strange things, including cats that had kittens inside them. I finally flagged down a store clerk who guided me over to a section that contained rows and rows of plastic packages that encased tiny half-people and even tinier objects. I stared at them with consternation. What do you do with them? I asked. He shrugged.
I thought how horrified a parent must be to handle hundreds of very small objects, but that wasn’t my problem, and it was on the ‘wanted’ list. I tossed a couple of plastic packages in my basket and added the Baby Doll Alive which I discovered does all the things that are usually considered work for a grown up mother. A baby stroller was added. I was on my way out when I spied this beautiful stand-up , well-tailored young lady doll. Into the basket.
Okay. So much for the toys. Off to my wonderful Costcos for something more practical like a warm, stylish coat. But what size? The card said a children’s Size 12, but the size 12 on the table looked mighty small. So I accosted every woman in the store for their opinion. Should I get the 12 or go up a size? Decisions. Decisions. Everyone had a different idea. I finally decided on the larger one. Now a scarf. to go with it . . ..
And, of course, a stuffed dog.
I finally finished with two huge bags. I learned a lot about today’s trends in children’s toys, and It might be helpful in a new book, but then I suspect this year’s Shopkins will be out of favor. What mother in her right mind would not declare war against these fiendish tiny objects?
I had a delightful time. I enjoyed every moment.
And now I can’t wait until next year.