The magic kit originally belonged to my youngest son Loran, who has always been magical with people. He entertained me many times with his many "voices" and patter. He can still do it, too. The kit is a perennial favorite with children, and why not? We all can use a bit of magic now and then.
Coloring books seems to have fallen out of fashion. I have fond memories of hours with coloring books with my cousins on my grandmother's screened-in back porch during the summer. Simpler times.
My dear husband will sometimes play Trivial Pursuit with us, but only the original version, because that is the only version us old folks have a chance of knowing anything on the cards. Age has its privileges.
Tinkertoys, lincoln logs, plastic bricks, transformers. Many of these belonged to my oldest son Brian, who was a tinkerer, builder, soldier, and transformer from early childhood. His imagination always flew high.
There's also a grocery cart, pretend food, and dishes. A favorite with pre-school ages.
There's also a big plastic bin of dress-up clothes, two riding toys, and games in the "overflow" toy closet (sometimes known as the linen closet).
So there are actually two toy closets; somehow I had not realized that.
Children ride those in a big circle, from toy closet to den, to kitchen, to dining room, to living room, to hall, to den again, round and round. They are always left parked in the door to the kitchen, for some reason.
Doll closets coming in next post.
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