Most definitely a “save the baby” post. A 1955 Jockey ad; via.
He Sleeps With His Slingshot — & One Eye Open
A good cowboy would sleep with one eye open, so I’m guessing the eye we can’t see is open.
It’s kinda weird how few vintage greeting cards boys are out there… I guess boys were quicker to toss them out. Via.
Going Where Boys Dare To Go
Around here, we joke that I’m only allowed upstairs— which is a euphemism for the fact that maybe I shouldn’t go out in public much. Mainly because I get emotional. If I’m not easily amused (or even more easily confused), I’m infuriated. And pretty much all the emotions in between. Case in point, last weekend’s trip to the Mall Of America where I was amused by several of the displays at The Boys Adventure Store.
Perhaps mannequins with heads would be better used to sell camping — especially with the large bear looming behind them. I’m a mom. I worry about these things.
I did learn something though: rabbits can survive in black holes.
As far as the shop itself goes, The Boys Adventure Store is a JMCremps creation, which means it has religious tones. Meh. Maybe that’s why they insist on marketing this as “for boys”. But, yeah, why can’t this outdoorsy fun adventure stuff be for girls too?
In terms of shopping, the items are either for real little boys (toys to push, toys to ride on, and the like) or stuff that seems to leap light-years into adulthood. Teaching kids how to throw knives and tomahawks? (When I held that up in the store, my mom read it as “Kite Throwing” — that makes far more sense, I think.) If you have older kids, and kids you can trust and will supervise, then check out the shop and the official blog. (Admittedly, the blog is far more sane sounding.)