What do we call them, one hit wonders, crazes, fads? They are certainly ten a plenty. Does anyone remember loom bands and the consequential blocked up hoovers, spillages and discarded loom bands wherever you looked? Things have moved on a bit from that although it was only a couple of years ago. In our house we have recently had the Match Attax phase, where the kids want mainly me to spend a disproportionately large amount of my earnings on stickers. What happens then, the not needed ones are discarded and about 50% of them either get thrown in the bin or eaten by the dog. Some of them are indeed stored neatly in folders but there are still far too many lying around for my liking.
Did I mention bottle flipping? That was another one that drove me crazy but seems to have disappeared. Every time I asked either of my boys a question I was ignored in favour of bottle flipping. The other downside was the number of water bottles intended for school and outings which got broke, I once hurled such a broken bottle over a hedge and across a field in temper. It did make me wonder seriously about the need for Christmas presents, but this was nevertheless a craze which I just didn’t get.
So we appear to have moved on again, the latest thing being fidget spinners. I feigned ignorance for the first couple of weeks; whenever they were mentioned I pretended that I didn’t know what they were. However, the process of nagging soon began and older boy insisted on invading my ebay account to look for the little blighters. The nagging continued and I suddenly realised that I could use the promise of a fidget spinner each as a bargaining tool to get the boys to behave. This appeared to work (did I really just type that, nothing usually does) and as promised I agreed that if the boys came into town with me, they could use their pocket money to buy one each.
Predictably we quickly came across a shop window which had nearly a whole shelf dedicated to the little blighters. I should mention at this point that I held higher hopes for the fidget spinners than I had held for the crazes that predated them. I thought they might help the boys concentrate and wind down when needed, after all wasn’t their original purpose to help kids with ADHD. I also thought that I might be able to take advantage of the calming properties offered by the fidget spinner myself.
So they bought one each and of course immediately wanted to test them out. After a few minutes of squabbling (some of this was avoided by buying them identical fidget spinners), about how they worked, they seemed to get the hang of it. The boys had got their wish and I had a go and have to say that I found my initial initiation with fidget spinners quite agreeable. All was looking good and the bank hadn’t been broken.
Fast forward a couple of days, what has happened next. We are one fidget spinner down, and we dont know which boy the remaining fidget spinner belongs to. It has been discarded anyway and the boys on the whole seem to have lost interest, although older boy has been making noises about wanting a higher tech i.e. more expensive version for his birthday. I am sorely tempted to hide the blighter and keep it for myself.
At this point I wonder what craze will be next, will it be collecting bottle lids, will it be playing games with a yard of elastic (yes you can tell I was an 80s child) or will it be yet another new sticker collection or god forbid water bombs. Watch this space