Thoughts and Musings

Welcome to my first ever rare toy hunt as a parent. Yesterday morning one of the morning shows decided to show the new Tickle Me Elmo TMX. Gabriel was up and watching the show as well and just about had an anurysm trying to get to the TV. I know he likes Sesame Street. I know he likes Elmo (heck, the Elmo's World and Journey to Ernie songs keep him still during a diaper change). And from his reaction to the TMX on the screen, he wants one. And so, I'm now on the look out for one that's not marked up. Yeah, I can get one on Amazon for $100+, but I think I'd rather try and find one in a store for the retail price. It's not going to be easy, but not much about being a parent it. And so the hunt for a TMX for Gabriel begins. Oy.

It was so cute this morning. Gabriel was in his crib while I was getting ready and he accidently set the music off on his Glow Worm. His eyes got really wide, he got a huge smile on his face and giggled, and then he picked up the Glow Worm and cuddled the hell out of it. So cute. I think he likes music, or at least glowy faced worms that play music for him.

Last night Rob and I stayed in. We gamed a bit, played with Gabriel, and watched that Top Model show (damn, that's an anorexic catty bitch fest). We also washed up the stuff my Mom will need when she's here. The towels for the second bathroom, sheets for the sofa bed, and quilt for the sofa bed are all clean and put away. Now we just need to try and find the time to clean this place up a bit. Today I'm working on all of our clothing laundry.

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You are Gigantor!

Born in 1963, You are possibly the original colossal death robot, being one of the patriarchs of the current crop, and definitely an advocate of old-skool enemy-bashing. Why use a clumsy particle weapon when you can create supernovas just by flexing your arms? Your one minor weakness is that you are entirely dominated by some kid with a remote contol - still, don't let it get you down. You can sink a nuclear submarine with jazz music.

Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?
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	Thoughts and Musings Home Get Email Updates The Glider Boys My Facebook Sydney's Page Admin Password Remember Me 3080028 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2006-09-21 11:16 AM The Hunt Begins Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: So-So Read/Post Comments (3) Welcome to my first ever rare toy hunt as a parent. Yesterday morning one of the morning shows decided to show the new Tickle Me Elmo TMX. Gabriel was up and watching the show as well and just about had an anurysm trying to get to the TV. I know he likes Sesame Street. I know he likes Elmo (heck, the Elmo's World and Journey to Ernie songs keep him still during a diaper change). And from his reaction to the TMX on the screen, he wants one. And so, I'm now on the look out for one that's not marked up. Yeah, I can get one on Amazon for $100+, but I think I'd rather try and find one in a store for the retail price. It's not going to be easy, but not much about being a parent it. And so the hunt for a TMX for Gabriel begins. Oy. It was so cute this morning. Gabriel was in his crib while I was getting ready and he accidently set the music off on his Glow Worm. His eyes got really wide, he got a huge smile on his face and giggled, and then he picked up the Glow Worm and cuddled the hell out of it. So cute. I think he likes music, or at least glowy faced worms that play music for him. Last night Rob and I stayed in. We gamed a bit, played with Gabriel, and watched that Top Model show (damn, that's an anorexic catty bitch fest). We also washed up the stuff my Mom will need when she's here. The towels for the second bathroom, sheets for the sofa bed, and quilt for the sofa bed are all clean and put away. Now we just need to try and find the time to clean this place up a bit. Today I'm working on all of our clothing laundry. ---------- You are Gigantor! Born in 1963, You are possibly the original colossal death robot, being one of the patriarchs of the current crop, and definitely an advocate of old-skool enemy-bashing. Why use a clumsy particle weapon when you can create supernovas just by flexing your arms? Your one minor weakness is that you are entirely dominated by some kid with a remote contol - still, don't let it get you down. You can sink a nuclear submarine with jazz music. Which Colossal Death Robot Are You? Brought to you by Rum and Monkey Read/Post Comments (3) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top