Friday, January 16, 2009
I've thought about trying to find the words to accurately capture Vaughn's Bakugan obsession for some time now and really haven't been able to. It's like a slow, steady drumbeat that is constantly going in the background of our lives. It's really only problematic when he dissolves into fits of frustration over Bakugan not yet purchased, Bakugan that fall apart (because what can you really expect from a $5 plastic ball), rare Bakugan that can't be located in any store in the metropolitan area, Bakugan left out to where Suki chews them, Bakugan that ended up not being as cool as they looked in the package, etc. etc. Jacob and I try as hard as we can to muster up enthusiasm for his Baku-fever (I even went so far as to bid on Bakugan on Ebay! Which ended up being the wrong one, naturally) but it's hard to for any length of time (I can't believe it took me as long as it did to insist he wear headphones when watching the Bakugan videos on the computer). It's particularly hard to come up with answers to "what is your favorite Bakugan?" and the constant quizzes over the names of the many Bakugan.
This morning, he wandered sleepy eyed and barely awake into the bathroom where I was getting ready. I offered to pick him up and carry him downstairs and he nodded wearily and suddenly perked up, "Mom - you know what's cool about this one Bakugan...."
(The picture is Vaughn's creative modeling when I said I wanted to take a picture of him with his favorite Bakugan).