There is something good about cartoon movie sequels…… the old toys enjoy a revival!

My son absolutely adored the characters (and toys) from the Disney Pixar movie CARS when I first introduced the movie to him about 3 years ago. Needless to say, within a short time we built up a rather huge collection of the characters (above photo probably makes up only a quarter of that collection). He would play with the toys almost everyday.

Alas, and naturally as time passed, new toys and distractions in the form of Beyblades and iPad took over. These car toys were then stored …and forgotten…until the launch of CARS 2!

We then excitedly watched the trailers on Youtube and naturally again, the pleas to get the new characters began. In a few hours time, we will be heading to watch the GALA premiere in Singapore. I can imagine the pleas will become louder and louder after that!

In front of my son, I frowned upon such desires to get all these toys. But privately, I can’t wait to get my hands on the whole new collection!

(written by footywife)

Whoever says mothers are most naggy hasn’t met a naggy 3-year old.

We’ve been telling our little son that he will get to buy a new toy if he goes to bed by himself (yes, we’ve been going to “bed” with him every night, leaving the room only after he falls asleep).

Last weekend we found ourselves in the vicinity of a toy shop, which is most unfortunate.  Our little son was understandably very excited and pushed us into the shop.

Once inside, he pulled me towards a toy and said “Mama, when I go to sleep by myself, you buy this toy for me okay”.

“Okay” I replied resignedly.  Then he moved on to a second toy and said the same thing.  And then to a third, and to a fourth…

When we finally got out of the shop, you would have thought he stopped.

NO!  He continued with his “Mama when I go to sleep by myself you buy just now that toy for me okay”.

If I got fed-up and refuse to answer him, he would ask again.

So I was literally left with no choice but to say “yes” (just so to shut him up).  But that doesn’t shut him up for long.  A few minutes later, he would ask the same question again.  And again.  And again.  For as long as I could remember!

And when there was a long silence and I thought he had finally forgotten about it and secretly heaved a sigh of relieve, the familiar “Mama when……” came on.  URGGG!