So, I was watching 30 Rock a couple weeks ago and I was reminded of my childhood. One of the characters had a toy car in her mouth. She pulled it out, looked at it and stuck it back in. No, I didn’t used to eat toy cars. Yes, it was a very strange scene, but that’s not the point.
It reminded me of some of my favorite toys growing up. I think it was Hot Wheels that had the cars that changed colors in warm or cold water.
I was also reminded of the toy cars that came in the Honeycomb cereal box. Whenever we would go to the store and get new cereal, that next morning was a race to breakfast between my brother, sister and myself. I used to get so mad at Sarah because she could sleep until 2PM if Mom would let her and yet, if there was a toy in the cereal box to be claimed, she would be up before the sun.
I also got to thinking about other toys that I loved growing up. In doing so, I was reminded that yes, I was a tomboy. For example, for Christmas or birthdays it was a pretty safe bet that I would be receiving some sort of sports-related item.
I was also obsessed with NFL Starting Lineups. When I was in third grade I had a double hernia operation. I remember my sister giving me an Ickey Woods starting lineup as a get well present. And yes, I still know the “Ickey Shuffle.”
The first Christmas that we (as in us kids) bought Christmas gifts for each other, Sarah bought me a turbo football (and a very lovely watch that had changeable colored rings).
I had some other key indicators that I was a tomboy. I was against brushing my hair, for example. I also hated wearing tights.
Thankfully, I’m no longer anti-hair brushing. But, I still have an obsession with the NFL. I love my fantasy football. I also still participate in my fair share of sports. But don’t worry Mom, I try to find balance by painting my nails and wearing lots of pink.
Tags: nfl staring lineups, tomboy
I have always enjoyed being with females who had a feminine side as well as a little boyish fun in them too. It has always been enjoyable to play volleyball, fish or just hike a bit with friends of the opposite sex. Good article thanks for the post.
Hey, I only raced to the breakfast table to make sure I got a full bowl : )…the toy was just a little extra incentive. Haha. Other than the cars, one of my personal favorite toys were the hallo gram rings in the Trix boxes….wouldn’t it have been awful if one of us hadn’t been a tomboy! I don’t think we would’ve liked each other very much.