Both the boys are at school and the house is eerily quiet. The only sound is the click-clicking of the boys solar powered wiggling flowers on the windowsill, a relaxing background sound like the ticking of a clock. The boys may not be here but they certainly leave their mark for the living room is dotted with toys. Hot Wheels Nitro Bot has made a reappearance downstairs, they’ve decorated the coffee table with My Little Pony Kinder Egg toys as well as a tub of felt tip pens and, of course, there is Lego on the floor.
It’s been a couple years but I still remember the worried look on Big Robots face as he asked me, “Where are your toys mummy?”
“What do you play with? You have no toys” he continued.
I tried to explain that grown ups don’t really play with toys and that, as you get older, you tend to be interested in other things. Lego and Playmobil lose their appeal unless you’re a collector.
He continued to look worried “so what will happen to all my toys?” He couldn’t imagine ever not wanting to play. He couldn’t imagine not owning mountains of plastic bricks, fire engines with flashy lights and enough toy bin trucks to put the councils fleet to shame. He couldn’t believe that, one day, he might not want his favourite toys any more. His eyes widened, big brown eyes staring at me and sadly contemplating this. Then I felt sad too.
My eldest can be fussy with his food, he’s not too bad, it’s not like will be appearing on a TV documentary about kids that only eat crisps and custard creams any time soon. Though he’s often wary of trying new things. There’s even things he used to eat loads of he now won’t touch. Like pasta, he used to shovel handfuls of macaroni cheese in his mouth when he was a baby. He used to love covering himself in tomato sauce as he ate cheese tortellini too…he looked like he’d been Tangoed. However, now pasta of all shapes, sizes and sauces is totally ignored. He loves chicken but if it’s not got a coating of breadcrumbs he doesn’t want to know and has been known to throw a wobbly over it being a different breaded chicken product to what he’s used to…thankfully he’s lightened up on that these days.