Toy strike.

So everyone knows that when you give a baby a new shiny toy, they'll enjoy the box better. This was something that took me, as a first time mom, awhile to figure out. I'd buy her toy versions of real items that she wasn't, technically, allowed to play with. Somewhere in the bleary hours between 3 a.m. and 5 a.m. your good intentions fall to the side because, honestly, who has time to go looking for the toy cell phone when yours is right there next to the bed, and so much more entertaining than the play one (please be aware- drool ruins cell phones. See my old Blackberry for proof). Well I've made some changes around here and one of those is NO MORE NEW TOYS! Seriously. It doesn't matter what I (or anyone else really) buys her. She either isn't interested from the get-go or is over it in about 2.5 seconds. She'd much rather play with the box, or your cell phone, anyways. Well enter imagination. The current "developmentally appropriate" toy is a stacking toy. Shiny ads in all the "age appropriate" fliers tell me to run out an buy one because if I don't I'm risking the mental well being of my child. Well, pssssshhhhh, on you. Just the same way I didn't give in and formula feed Sophia so you ("you"=doctors, "important" people) could line your pockets, I'm also not giving into your toy pushing. MY kid likes tuna cans (and boxes). So take THAT doctors and toy pushers! Team IMAGINATION scores!!!!!!