fine whine

Here I was, all ready to complain about a new batch of annoying things (I got a papercut today, etc.) when I thought I stumbled upon something.

Jessica and I had visited with Scott and Carina (and Tyler and Tayler) and just as I was driving home it struck me that a good number of the toys the girls play with come out of the box already named. All of their NeoPets and Divaz (or Bratz or something else ending in -z) already have names. This struck me as somewhat odd, having not remembered names of toys I had owned.

Jessica chimed in with a laundry list of toys she had, complete with factory-given names: her Care Bears, Barbies and Raggedy Ann & Andy. What was it, I wondered, with the names of all these girls' toys? Are girls less creative with naming than boys? Is it like the whole "math is tough" thing?

Lest you think me some sort of chauvinist, bear in mind that it took me a good minute or two to realize that boys' toys come pre-named as well: all of the Transformers and G.I. Joes. I then realized that I never had any of them.

Well, I did have a Happy Meal Bumblebee. Which doesn't count for much. Neither does this little ditty.