One day. . . Mr. Man was admiring this plastic dragon toy that lights up and makes noise. He expected me to think it was just as cool and I pointed out that oh, I'm not a huge fan of toys that do things themselves. Minutes later I was pondering over these cool wooden play food sets. Fruits with a cutting board and metal basket and a veggie set of the same. Mr. Man was like the girls already have food and I said yes but if I got these I'd finally get rid of all the plastic ones, as I'm trying to cut down on our plastic toys.
About an hour later at a different store. . .he's showing me the Leapster and telling me how awesome it is (as a co-worker has gone on about). Do you know what a Leapster is? It's basically a beginning hand held video game console. He's showing me this one game that he thinks is awesome and how with it you can draw and write letters, and other basic things like that and he's so enthusiastic that I can't bring myself to point out how Drama Queen already does that. . .with paper and a pen/pencil/crayons/markers. Another one encourages reading and creative thinking and vocabulary skills. . . .um yes, that's what playing and reading books with her is for. In the end he asked me if it was something I was interested in getting. And I told him that by no means did we need to own one. In my opinion, all it does is encourage a reduction of adult interaction in the child's life. I'm sure it's fun, I agree video games are, but we already have a Leappad, and I hate the thing. Sure I was excited for it when I got it (cost me a whole 38 cents), but the thing drives me nuts.
A few weeks ago. . . Mr. Man was telling me how the Wii will be dropping price soon and all the cool games the kids would love. I admit it, if we were to own any game console, it'd be a Wii. But I'm sorry, I have no desire to buy it either. Not when I'm slowly cutting down our movie collection. Not when it's my goal to eventually be a TV free family.
These are the two most recent events that make me laugh at how different Mr. Man and I are. Here I am trying to get us closer to a self-sustaining/sufficient and natural life, full of home produced food and natural toys, and he's got a room full of plastic toys (don't get me wrong. I love legos. I think they are a good imagination encouraging toy, hence why I let him buy them) where he can sit and listen to his ipod while reading manga on his computer.
And yet I think we have a fantastic marriage. Yes it takes us coming out of our shells to say when we are not happy (i.e. when he was spending more time at the fencing club than at home back in March). I love him. He's fabulous. I'm sure someday (maybe when we're old) we'll be on the same page. Or maybe not. We'll survive either way.