Growing up, I did not have very many toys. I was born in a country where parents were allowed to purchase toys for their children only once a year. It was called "Toy Day". Parents would be given a random number and that would be their place in line. On "Toy Day", little ones, along with their moms and dads, would excitedly stand in line (outside a store that normally did not have toys in their inventory) to choose up to three toys.
Because of this, I am guilty of over compensating with my own kids. Showering them with an abundance of toys. However, sometimes they prefer playing with "things".
The rocks gathered here make up a bed.
The pieces of scrap wood is a house.
Of course, that doesn't mean they don't utilize their toys.
I needlessly worry that if they don't have many toys, they'll feel like they are missing out as I felt when I was little. However, I probably over stress about that. After all, I survived without without needing any therapy! This is something I need to keep in mind this holiday season.
