Ok, so Mr. Will turned the big 3 on Sunday. Oh yes... my little hell raiser is a three year old!!! In some ways, it seems like he should be 13, not three, because I can't remember a time when he wasn't around. In other ways, it feels like 3 months because the years just FLEW by (taking my sanity with them). Anyway, we held his birthday party with friends on Saturday and then had a little family party on Sunday and it was a blast. BUT... there were a few gifts given that I am starting to rethink. But, as the title says... it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Gift 1: A Monster sized fire truck. Laura's son Jacob had a Tonka Fire Truck that was the truck of Will's dreams. Its huge, it moves, the ladder is long enough to lift Will onto the roof of our house. She asked if Will would want it, and I said heck yes. Now, Monster Fire Truck lives here. Its SONIC siren lives here. Its incessant clicking as it moves lives here. And, its grinding engine lives here too. Getting Will's dream truck seemed like a good idea at the time. Now, I am deaf.
Gift 2: The Drum Set. We saw a kid sized drum set in a store and thought that would be a perfect gift for Will. He loves to drum on anything, and he loves music (American Idol, here he comes). Will received an even bigger, better drum set from Grandpa Ed and Grandma Diane. Will drums. A lot! There's a cymbal. He cymbals. A lot. It. Is. Loud. It lives in my house. Loudly. And... I discovered today that Will decided drumsticks make a great weapon to use against Jack. The drum set seemed like a perfect gift and a good idea at the time. Now, I am deafer and Jack has bruised knuckles.
Gift 3: The Toy Chainsaw. I didn't think about this one ahead of time. I didn't give the AOK like I did for the other two. I didn't know that toy chainsaws exist. They do. When he received it, though, I thought fantastic! Will loves tools. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Now... Will chases people like he's a midget version of Leatherface. I am having nightmares.
Gift 4: The Front End Loader. Have I mentioned before that Will loves trucks? He loves construction trucks the most. Front loaders happen to be his favorite. Lori gave him one. It moves. It talks. IT'S LOUD. I was thrilled when he opened it, because it makes all his other front loaders look like... well, toy front loaders. But, really. Its loud. It seemed like a good idea when I saw him open it. But now, Marlee Matlin is translating for me.
Gift 5: The Trampoline. I bought this. Me. I am completely responsible for this contraption entering my home. I thought that it would be great for Will. He's a jumper, you know. It has a handle bar. For safety. Safety first, I always say (although after this, I am changing my mantra to "silent first"). The handle has a bunch of buttons. You press them. Specifically, Will presses them. When he does, they make noise. They count his jumps, they play funny sounds. IT IS LOUD. It seemed like a good idea at the time.... now, uh.... just forget about it.
In closing, I would like to give a hearty shout out to Uncle Mike and his silent Star Wars guys and to my parents for the bike that is both silent and lives in the garage. Happy Birthday to me!!!