I would probably rather remove one of my limbs with a spork than go shopping on Black Friday. I actively deterred my husband from making a Best Buy run today when he was having a computer problem. "It's going to be so bad," I told him, in tones more suited to an impending assault by syphilitic zombies than to a retail event beloved by many. And yet here I sit, preparing to tell you to buy something.
Oh, man, consumer culture is eating my brain. Kind of like a syphilitic zombie, now that I think about it.
Anyway. The thing that made me think about shopping is that Joe is sitting next to me playing with the Perplexus. I spent a fair amount of time today goofing around with Perplexus myself. It's a fun puzzle -- little kids can get parts of it easily, but big kids can spend a long time trying to get the tricky bits. It's been a very pleasant level of challenging for most of the people in my family, and I just took a long break from writing this post to argue (happily) with Joe about which parts of it are hardest, and to reminisce about the 2013 trip during which it was a welcome car diversion. So if you are looking for something that will induce school-aged kids to sit quietly while also engaging with a physical object rather than a screen, the Perplexus might be a good purchase. (It's not silent, because the ball rattles a bit when it moves around and especially when it falls off the track. But it's quiet.)
And for all y'all who have been thinking grumpily about how it's not even the feast of Christ the King yet-- here's a fist bump from me to you.