This is something that would only happen to a mom of boys…
I was leaving work a few days ago and was walking around the back of my van in the parking ramp when I spotted this:
If you don’t know what it is, then you obviously don’t have boys between the ages of 5 and 14. And that’s okay. Allow me to explain.
It’s called a Bakugan. You’ve probably seen them overtaking the toy aisles at Target. I’m still trying to figure out how exactly they work, but basically they are balls that have a magnet on them. There are magnetic collector cards that you can use with them. If you place a Bakugan ball on a magnetic card, the ball “transforms” into a creature. It kind of pops open and then can go to battle for you. I really don’t get that part. It involves adding up g-power points and some other rules that don’t make sense to this estrogen-laden brain. Oh, and you have to yell, “Bakugan brawl!” I do know that part. I only hear it about 750 times a day. But I’m getting off topic. It really doesn’t matter that you understand the intricacies of a Bakugan battle brawl. My point is…
…a Bakugan rode 10 miles with me and then hung out on my minivan the entire 7+ hours I was at work.
Here were my thoughts after I climbed into the van with my hitchhiker, which I allowed to ride inside on the way home. Because I’m nice like that. (And possibly because I didn’t want the other downtown commuters to point and snicker when I drove by.)
- Damn, that is one strong magnet!
- Ooh, I wonder how many people walked past my minivan in the ramp and thought, “What the hell?”
- *Sigh* My “boy mom” identity follows me wherever I go. Even if it has to cling for life on the back of my vehicle.
Any other moms (or dads) out there relate?
Or is it just me?