Three dollars worth of fun...

I stopped by a second hand shop on my way home from work today and scored a set of Tinkertoys. To say that I was stoked would be a massive understatement. Now, it's not as good as Brooklyn sidewalk treasures, the kind that you find just laying there waiting for you to take them, but it's close. Sure I had to buy it, but it only cost me three bucks...not a bad deal as far as deals go, I think.

I scooted home, plopped myself down on the living room hardwood with the Zedder, and made her close her eyes for her surprise. She was anxiously awaiting her three dollar present, so much so that she couldn't stop giggling. We're thinking that she might have the concept of present and surprise down pretty good. When she opened her eyes she gave out a huge gasp and then looked confused. "A new toy," she said pointing at the pile of sticks and wheels, "that's new stuff," she added, wide eyed. Yup, I confirmed, but she still didn't really have a clue what all that wooden junk was. When I finally showed her she went nutso...

We've been playing with the Tinkertoys for over an hour and a half now and Zoey hasn't stopped commentating her moves. It's like she's teaching a Tinkertoys engineering class. We built windmills and boats and some other junk that Zoey made up weird names for, and I really think that she could play all night with this stuff.

Nice score Daddy! It ain't a Brooklyn stoop sale, but watching Zoey loose her rational mind fiddling with this forty year old stuff, I figure Tinkertoys at any price are a steal. Go get your own, you'll see what I mean. They're the heroin of wooden toys.