rosie.JPGI wasn’t over indulged as a child when it came to action figures. I remember vividly the times when I got to visit my spoiled suburban cousin who had piles of action figures.

I admit that I was impressed with some of the stuff. I also remember the fact that he was completely and utterly bored with all of it. The people who sell this stuff easily convince kids that the plastic objects are necessary parts of imaginative play. By the time most parents are finished raising kids, they have a pile of anecdotal evidence to refute this fallacy.

Kids can have imaginative play using anything, or even nothing. My kids had a game where they created a pretend religion whose deity was an emerging tulip plant. They got me to make some miniature segments of picket fencing to place around the sacred one.

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