When Shnook was a baby, we had tons of toys for him. Starting around four months, we gave him balls, teething keys, cloth chickens, the award-winning Whoozit, and the list goes on. It seemed like he always liked to hold something in his hands. I’d always give him a toy in the car so he could play with it and chew on it a bit. Of course, it would only last until we pulled out of the driveway, when he’d drop it.
We regularly went to a baby yoga class where there were some older babies. I always observed the toys other people brought for their babies. It was funny how one week, one person would come in with a toy, and then each succeeding week, that toy would appear on someone else’s blanket too, until finally it seemed like we all had the same stuff. This was especially true for Sophie La Giraffe.
I saw Sophie being munched upon by a little six-month-old in our yoga class. Her little pokey ears looked perfect for rubbing on teething gums. I couldn’t stand it. I had to have a Sophie for Shnook.
Sophie, in all her natural latex, hand-crafted in France-ness, was not cheap. No matter. Sophie was necessary enough to shell out the bucks. When Shnook dropped her at Nordstrom three weeks later and she was gone, I hesitated to buy another one. But I did. I’m glad I did. He really liked her.
Fuzz is about the age where he can grasp toys and try to reach for them on the floor. However, he doesn’t really seem as interested in toys as Shnook. I’m also less interested in giving them to him. He seems satisfied with watching his brother and sucking on his fists right now. I figure why complicate my life by having to think about dragging toys around when it’s not really necessary. I did take Sophie out of storage, just to see how he’d react to her. I still think he’s a bit young to really appreciate the yummy fabulousness that is this French giraffe, but he was more interested in my phone that I was using to take Sophie’s picture.
Hmph. Peut-être demain.
What’s your favorite toy for your baby and when did you give him/her toys?