The other day, my wife walked my older daughter to her last day of school. On the way, they pondered what toy in the house held the honor of Most Annoying Toy. I can’t mention the winner for fear of lawsuits, but you can probably guess that it is one that makes noise. The noise it makes is allegedly “talking,” except that it is in the toy’s own “language,” spoken inexplicably in a Valley Girl accent.
The thing that struck me about their list of contenders was that even my daughter picked only toys that did something on their own. She much prefers toys like Legos where she gets to do something.
As long as that something isn’t cleaning up afterward.