The third child gets the recycled toys (at least in our family). Although the collapsible bus was brought out of storage for Roly, Max and Lucy (and Lindsey) love playing in it. This is a great toy.
Roly loves his big red dog. But one day we couldn’t find it for the whole day. (How does one misplace such a big red dog?) So, a Dora doll of approximately the same size was brought out of storage as a substitute. The the big red dog was found, but Dora had been established as a required toy. When he wakes up from a nap, Roly’s words are ‘Blankey, Doggie, Dora, up?’ Which translates to ‘Get me out of this crib, and you’d better bring my blanket, my dog, and my Dora.’
