June 1, 2014 at 11:17 pm , by Nick Shell
3 years, 6 months.
Last weekend your Nonna gave you a $20 bill to spend on anything you wanted at any point in the future.
To my surprise, that money actually lasted an entire week!
This past weekend while we visited Atlanta for the Wizard World Comic Con, we discovered there was a Target that basically shared the parking of the Le Meridien where we were staying.
You had been asking me for months now about the classic game, Hungry Hungry Hippos. It just happened to be on sale for $13, compared to its normal price of 20 bucks.
I was amazed that Mommy and I were able to convince you to keep it in the box during the 5 minute journey back up to our 8th floor hotel room.
Going into this, I knew from past experience not to expect you to play by the rules.
Yeah, that would be an understatement this time around.
The blue hippo was your favorite. You manually opened up his month and directly placed the plastic marbles in.
Even still, after the 2nd time of playing Hungry Hungry Hippos mostly the way it was intended, you proclaimed, “I don’t like losing.”
It’s not that you suddenly lost interest in it once you learned how to play. It’s that you decided that Hungry Hungry Hippos is much more fun as a toy.
By the first night in the hotel, Hungry Hungry Hippos became your “bulldozer airplane.” Apparently, when turned upside down, the platform can fly and hover through the air.
Despite that, it seems that the collection of hippos are becoming categorized like stuffed animals:
“Mommy, can I bring Hungry Hungry Hippos to bed with me tonight?”
Even the plastic marbles have another function besides actual game use. You’ve been using them as freight for your Take-n-Play Thomas the Train sets.
It seems like Hungry Hungry Hippos is everything you had hoped it would be…
To a 3 year-old boy, it’s not a game. It’s a toy.