I thought it was a joke and shared it. The comments were hilarious, and I never imagined there could be such a "toy". Well, there is. There is also a banana slicer on Amazon in case that task has been too challenging for you. Again, there are some great comments.
More and more it seems hard to tell what's "real".
Yesterday Chris and Frieda gave me a wall hanging that hung in the house in the village where my father landed when his B-17 was shot down in WWII. They also brought a piece of the plane. That will go to my brother. I have the wall hanging. I sit here now with tears, soft, gentle, healing ones.
Some of you know I've been working on a book. It came from my anger at mother-in-law jokes. Once I became a mother-in-law, I did not think the jokes were funny. I did some research and learned that the Brothers Grimm often equated the stepmother with the mother-in-law.
I thought of the stories we give our children, especially our little girls, stories like Snow White, where the "evil" stepmother tries to poison her stepdaughter. What is that about? We tell children there is a mirror of comparison on beauty. We tell them the elder will not give way to the young. It is totally contrary to nature where nurturing our young means survival.
We need to look at what we tell our children. I know if you don't give them a gun, they will use a stick, but I still think we can work to give them different messages. We have choice in how and what we teach our children. May we be wise in what we pass to them, and may that wisdom mean peace in the world which gives me a wall hanging my father may have seen under the most dire of circumstances in WWII.