Blasts from the Past

I've been searching the internet trying to find a certain discontinued push toy that Amery is obsessed with. It's a yellow and white truck with a red handle that you stand behind and push around the room. There is one in his daycare room and another in the church nursery. Both of them are ooooold and most certainly are no longer made by Fisher Price. I thought maybe I could find one on Craigslist or Ebay. In the midst of my searching I came across several toys I had as a child that are now considered vintage. My parents probably paid $20 for some of these items that are selling for upwards of $100 on some websites.


School Days Desk. Remember how the chalk would never actually write on the chalkboard part? And then you used a wet paper towel to clean it off and it made it even dirtier? Maybe that was just me.


See the blue thing on the right? That's Grover. Really.


Every time you opened the barn doors...MOOOOOOOO!


My mom must have found this one at a garage sale because I never had the little carriage thing. The best part about this castle was the secret room behind the staircase.


The picture on the box lies. This thing floated for about 2 minutes before it got swamped. They may as well have called it The Minnow. I'm also not sure why it was necessary to include the dog figurine with this set. What did they do, stick him in the dingy and send him to shore every time he had to poop?


I still have this at our house and my neice and nephew play with it every time they come over. The website I stole this picture from is selling it for $125. Please, don't come and rob my house for the Woodsey set. If you are that desperate I will just give you the money.

I could go on and on, but I'll stop here. If you want to go buy your own Woodsey Log House, you can find it here. I don't think I will ever be able to find the push toy Amery likes. If I get a chance, I'll snap a picture and post it here later. I think the more likely scenario is we go out and spend $40 on a new one this weekend. Then, 32 years later, Amery will be surfing the internet (or whatever virtual portal exists by then) and he will find a picture of his old push toy from 2009. He will realize with a mixture joy and sadness that he is, at 32, vintage.