My kid spends a lot of time playing with fire.
Pretty sure he’s obsessed.
Fire balls, fire breathing dragons, fire trucks, fire fighters.
He digs all of that.
So much in fact that, if he wasn’t actively pretending to extinguish all of his own pretend fires, I might be a tad bit concerned about the possibility that he may actually be a pretend pyromaniac.
But, I believe that he’s just using fire as a way to perform acts of heroism, which is what he really enjoys: being a hero. In the face of fire.
Sometimes, he even runs downstairs in the morning (after dressing, making his bed, and brushing his teeth, a ritual he insists on upholding no matter what) and yells, “MOM MY BED IS ON FIRE! WE GOTTA GET OUT!”
Good parent that I am, I remind him that being a liar is bad crying wolf is not a safe way to play. And then, usually, we run upstairs and pretend to throw buckets of water on it until it’s out. Or, sometimes, I’ll throw him outside on the porch and tell him to wait there until the firemen come. That was funny for him the first time.
Recently we received this awesome V-Tech Switch and Go Dinosaur to try out…
It does NOT actually breathe fire.
But, he likes to pretend that it does. He calls it his fire breathing dragon car.
And he spends literally hours sitting in the playroom incinerating his other toys with it.
And then, he takes it outside and fire balls stink bugs, and slugs, and worms that he finds in the yard.
Sometimes, he transforms it and then it becomes a fire cannon car.
The car doesn’t actually have fire or cannons on it either.
But, since he can transform it himself without crying or begging for my help, I don’t even care.
Matter of fact, now that I think about it, I don’t even think I bothered to tell him that it’s not a dragon. An hour of uninterrupted work courtesy of the non-fire-breathing-non-fire-canon-non-dragon-but-in-fact-a-dino-car-thing is bliss for me.
Just like the fact that my kid’s imagination and ability to play independently is rock solid.
You won’t catch me complaining about that ever.
The fact that he also enjoys wearing these dirty footie stockings all over town, with SANDALS though? I may have a problem with…
Want a chance to win your own Switch & Go Dino and a whole kid lifetime of toys?
Enter V-Tech’s Show & Tell with Switch & Go Contest by uploading a video of your kid’s own homemade dino-car combo to the V-Tech Facebook page (yeah, even prehistoric creatures thought to be extinct are on Facebook, not sure why Dumb Dad still isn’t!). They can build it (like with Legos or popsicle sticks or whatever) or draw it (with blood drawing utensils) and remember, you don’t have to own a Switch & Go Dino to enter or win. Contest closes October 1st so hop over to the Switch & Go Dinos page to get more info and enter to win!
pBd Admits it’s Free: Today’s post was brought to you by fire and potential pyromaniacs everywhere. Also, I participated in a campaign on behalf of Mom Central Consulting for VTech. I received VTech Switch & Go Dinos product samples to facilitate my review.
Jamie Bishop says
I really enjoy your writing style! Your son is cute! I loved all of the great V-tech stuff when my kids were little enough to not want “real” computers and such…
http://lovingwhenithurts.blogspot.com/2012/09/playing-with-fire.html
NatteringNIc says
The sock n’ sandal pic is priceless! Fab post. *clickin in from MamaKat*
Jennifer says
I think it is so funny what they find to obsess over. With James it is a sword. The kid LOVES swords. I’m not sure what that says about him, but I just go with it.
Those footies and flip flops make my toes clench.
Kmama says
Those footie stockings are hilarious! Your kid cracks me up.
Buster has an awesome imagination and he plays by himself all the time. He makes up stories to go along with what he’s doing, and acts them out. I just love watching (and listening) to him play.
joyce says
your dude kills me!! :)
BloggerFather says
Those socks are funny… He’d better lose them before he starts high school, though.
Arnebya says
I have to admit the footies and flops on Instagram today made me holler. #3 is his own person.
Z LOVES to play with a fire truck he has. On his birtday, he refused to participate in virtually anything except blowing out the candles. I noted that and plan to never tell him about the time my sisters and I set the mattress on fire with the 4th of July sparklers. In September.