One of my earliest memories as a very young child is thinking: If the color is bright red, yellow, or blue, it is probably a “toy” and specifically engineered to be non-functional. It used to piss me off to no end. I got dolls that could “pee” if you squirted water in them, but the so-called “pee” was still water and it didn’t smell like pee, and my little brain screamed “FRAUD” you should get your money back. My favorite toys were chemistry sets and erector sets. I had to lobby the parents to get those for my brother, since I knew damn well they were considered inappropriate toys for me.
This is the first cartoon starring baby Sammy. Up until now he has appeared in the comic, but has mainly served as an attractive backpack ornament for Susan. We think he’s either going to be an engineer or a major league pitcher, or possibly a shot put champ. When he doesn’t like something he lets it fly and he gets some pretty good distance on it.
Luckily you didn’t grow up in my house. If my sisters complained about the doll pee not being pee, my brothers would have peed in the doll.
Who needs brothers to do that? (though I have plenty!) I ended up putting the diaper on the doll, taking its head off, peeing in it, then being unsatisfied because that’s not how its supposed to work. The WATER goes in, the magic happens, then the PEE comes out. The magic was missing from the scenario.
Looks like Sammy’s a very discerning key lover
Those little ankle biters are often a lot smarter than we give them credit for.
This is very true. My daughter when she was a baby also prefered real keys instead if plastic keys. 🙂
It sound slike you were a very literal child, Colleen. Now what were your views on Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny?
Very literal indeed. I logic’ed out Santa and E.B. at about age 5, but kept mum because I didn’t want to disillusion my younger siblings and kindergarten-mates. I was actually glad they weren’t “real” because to believe would have begged a number of uncomfortable questions.