Once, I had an ant farm. And they would not build their tunnels. I was furious, so I became very strict and stern with my ants. First, they feared me and everything was fine. But eventually, the ants broke out and attacked me. So I had to kill them.
This was on one of the kids' list one year. Santa didn't bring it.
I bought that for my niece when her brother was born, she absolutely hated it. I still think it rocks.
I would totally buy it for a niece or nephew. I love to buy gifts I know my siblings would hate for their kids to have. Annoying stuff like corn popper push toys & electronic toys that are loud & go off at odd times. I think of it as payback.
Sometimes I worry about my 4 year old. He's obsessed with knives & talks about stabbing zombies an awful lot. And we don't watch The Walking Dead, so I don't know where he's getting that from. The kid is weird.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go on an overnight drunk, and in 10 days I'm going to set out to find the shark that ate my friend and destroy it. Anyone who wants to tag along is more than welcome.