Day 175 of 366: Blog Challenge 2012
Here I am for another day folks.
Come rain or shine I seem to turn up to do whatever is necessary to keep my 366 Day Challenge humming along.
It actually surprises me sometimes that I have not missed a day, especially on a cold and miserable Saturday like this when one is tired and all one wants to do is watch a good movie under the covers of a warm minky blanket! But hey, what was one of the readings yesterday on that card: ‘Life is a Challenge: meet it?” The echo of those words is still ringing in my ears folks … so onward we go.
Okay, so I had a comment from a friend in the US this morning: “Not only is buying a card hard for a man, but buying a gift is mind-blowing!” I can only heartily agree with you Jeanne. I’m not sure which is worse! Enough said …
However … I was discussing the ‘men card/gift problem’ with Geoff this morning as we were minding our grandson Isaac (almost 3 yrs). The funny thing was, as we talked we noticed that Isaac had really taken a shine to the little cars Geoff had found in the cupboard and given to him to play with earlier.
We remarked that all the boys we know definitely seem to gravitate to ‘boy things’. Have you noticed this?
So the problem starts right back in childhood with these men does it? Yep, it starts when they are little boys! No wonder there are cars on so many cards. Here was proof of it! What hope do we have?
Isaac could hardly bear to part with these cars all morning. Even when he was colouring in, the cars were there (in a basket I had given him) on the table beside him.When we were teaching him to ride his little tricycle, there were the basket of cars in the tray of the bike.
Another time, the cars appeared on the turntable so that he could twirl them around. These 14 little cars went from the basket to a tin, from the tin to a plastic container … but always they ended up back in the basket.
Oh how pitiful it was when our son Dan came to take Issac home and Isaac could NOT be parted from his basket of cars! In the end, soft touch that I am, I handed the basket to him to take home. What sort of Grandmother would send their grandchild home in tears?
Satisfaction came when Isaac was seen sitting in his car seat with the basket of cars perched on his lap as he waved goodbye. And there on his face was a grin as big as a Cheshire cat!
All this made me do some research on ‘gender appropriate’ toys. I know that some people like their girls to play with cars and their sons to play with dolls and one site I stumbled upon told of a mother wanting her daughter not to be ‘pigeon-holed’ by being a girl so she bought her trucks and cars. All seemed to be going well until …
“… the mother found that her daughter had tucked her Tonka truck in beside her, taking care to make sure that the blanket was up nice and high so her dear truck wouldn’t get cold. The next day the mother went out and bought her daughter a doll.”
It would appear that the daughter “was opened to a whole new world of being able to care and nurture her baby.” I am sure all of us have seen this type of behaviour in operation in our own lives. And then I found this headline:
“Even 9-Month Olds Choose ‘Gender-Specific’ Toys”
“When presented with seven different toys, boys as young as 9 months old went for the car, digger and soccer ball, while ignoring the teddy bears, doll and cooking set.
And the girls? You guessed it. At the same age, they (girls) were most interested in the doll, teddy bear and miniature pot, spoon and plastic vegetables.”
So does this mean that boys and girls have an innate preference for certain types of objects? Unfortunately, it’s too early to tell says Walter Gilliam, director of the Edward Zigler Center in Child Development and Social Policy at Yale University; someone who seems to know what he is talking about. You may want to read the full report for it is quite interesting: http://www.businessweek.com/lifestyle/content/healthday/638161.html
Another site showed research in a table which sets it all out nice and clearly:
No surprises here folks. As I have been used to two granddaughters before Isaac came along, it has been interesting to see the differences in their play. But then again, sometimes my granddaughters are pretty rough and tumble and when Isaac is with them he just loves it! I don’t think we will ever sort it all out but as one comment on a blog said:
“Why does everything have to be an issue? So what if some toys are pink? It’s not important. This bothers me because some people make a big deal out of the stupidest things.”
And so today folks, I will leave you with these down-to-earth last thoughts! I am sure all of us will make up our own minds …