This photograph appeared on my refrigerator the other day. I assume my husband found it (when he also found my passport! thanks, Tom!).
When I was a kid, all we had were plastic beads on wire to play with. Have you seen those jump around play stations? Yowser. No wonder my kids are bored at age 5. They've been spoiled with all the fancy schmancy baby toys.
Back to sticks and stones
and plastic beads.
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