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I’ve always wanted my kids to have a childhood similar to mine.
It’s a romantic notion, but the memories of tearing off my school uniform in the afternoons, downing a Milo and running out to play with the neighbourhood kids are sentimental and they’re perfect.
Noses weren’t buried in screens and toys were something you used when you had to come inside.
Play, with its mosquito bites and grazed knees, with its grass stains and dirty fingernails, was organic, free and dripping with creativity.
I’m not comfortable with the idea of any entity dictating how my kids should think. I don’t want my children becoming slaves to consumerism, marketing and branding. I want them to be smarter than that. Even at this young age, I want them to have some intelligence on the saturation of media around them.
Bill usually got it right.
Now, in the lead-up to Christmas limiting the gimmicks thrust before our kids is important to us. We want them to make decisions about what they’re playing and to make sure they actually like and want their toys – not because someone is telling them to do so.
So whenever we see a cool toy, especially a pre-loved cool toy, we tend to pick it up.
Here’s a few beauties that my son adores.
Mr Robo’s own 1987 Cobra Super Copter electronic game. Still in fine working order, this relic is powered up only for extra special rewards.
Vintage Tonka fire truck. Mr Robo salvaged this one from a lady who was throwing it out. She’d bought it second hand for her own son, 26 years ago. One man’s trash…
Circa 1970s army truck bought by me at the Balmain Markets. This baby’s as heavy as they come. Like, irresponsible-parent-heavy.
I hardly ever discuss parenting with others – it’s individual. And Mr Robo and I parent with our own style of logic and instinct and others may not entirely approve.
But I desperately don’t want my kids developing traits that I find off-putting in other people.
I want them to see beyond materialism and labels. I want them to listen to stories, to understand where things come from and to appreciate the value of their belongings.
I just think it’s really important.
What do you reckon?