I must be one sick puppy, I'll tell you what. See what a good southerner I am? I ended the sentence with "tell you what". Scott and I went into Target to get a movie for the family and to scan the isles for Easter goodies for Sean. We picked up the movie, took all but five minutes looking for Easter things, then found ourselves in the toy department. Was this to reminisce about when our boys were little? To imagine what it would have been like to have such cool stuff for them way back when? Were we there to dream about the day of hearing the sounds of tiny feet going pitter-pat from grand babies some day? Maybe we were there to be our saintly selves to buy toys for the poor. The answer to every one of those questions is a big, fat, no. So why did we spend over half an hour in Target's tiny toy section? Because we are sick puppies that is why. "Omg, Love! Look! A ferret sized "cat"-apult!" "Wow, would that make the best photos with the babies or what?!" "No, no, I could load it with balls, no wait ... treats, and shoot them across the room for them." "You are so brilliant, Scott." "Look at these, sigh ... I can't believe you can buy a whole set of Weeble-like toys for under five bucks. Do you remember how expensive they were when Chet was little?" "Oh yeah, it was a big deal when we finally got them for him. Remember how Snowball loved the Weeble house? Boy the ferrets would love these ... they have texture and plastic clothes on them now for them to grip. GASP! Better yet, the birds! Omg, can you imagine how Sunny (cockatiel) and Tika (cockatoo) would be with those?" "Check ... it ... out! A remote control jeep ... wow, Sunny would love that! I could drive him all over the place" "Look look look!!!! An RC spider! That would dive Pharos nuts!" "Pfft, Blacky would kill it. Asta LaVista, baby!" "Awe, look, a teensy, red, Radio Flyer wagon ... I'm so glad we got one. Where you goin?" "Baby section ... omg. Can you imagine Sunny with these light up boards? Look, all you have to do is touch them to activate them." "Whatever. This is deaf ferret heaven right here." "What are those." "Awesome! Oh wow. Everybody would like these. Their Go-Go balls or something like that. They're little, chunky toy cars that spin around inside of plastic balls when you roll them across the floor. Woa, I love these... I gotta go tell the FML." As we obliviously stroll past boys clothing, TV's, video games, foot balls, and candy ... "Why can't we win a shopping spree, ya know?" "Yeah, think of what we could get ..." <http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/sr=1-1/qid=1175095952/ref=sr_1_1/602-7040256-1623827?ie=UTF8&asin=B000BH3KOK> [Posted in FML 5561]