What was your favorite plaything when you were a child?

I can’t remember any specific toys other than my teddy bear. I loved to draw and I was a voracious reader. I loved books.

My sister.

And cuddly toys, mostly dogs.

One I remember was a puppet stage an uncle built for one of my birthdays, something like this. It was big (for a kid, at least), made out of wood, and had a curtain. I can remember sitting on the curb in front on my house with it, but I have no memory of actually using puppets in it.

My penis & belly button.

It was a toss up between my bicycle and the ever expanding Lionel layout. The bike would be the outright winner had it not been for the Winters.

@ucme I did say when you were a child, not today.

@Here2_4 I’m still a child & will be again tomorrow

My Atari 520STFM.

My NES. All of my first games came from it. It helped me develop the love for games. Later this love turns into knowledge of games, then of computers.

No question about it: my Daisy Model 102 Cub BB gun with 500 shot capacity. I got it when I was about 8 and over the years probably shot more copper plated projectiles than in all of WWI and WWII combined.

My yellow power ranger action figure

I would say my bike. It was my only mode of transport in those early years.

Although, we did go through a multi-year stage where we played with those gas powered airplanes on strings (I think they are officially called Control Line Airplanes). Hours of entertainment and cut, bleeding, badly bruised fingers!

Cannot remember one in particular, just the act of enjoying flying them around and around trying to cut each others tails off and not nose-dive into the ground.

Legos, all the Legos. I was a Lego fiend as a child, I could build and destroy entire worlds on a whim, construct great empires to clash with one another with the victor left nothing but great ruins and all too few people to ever rise to their former glory. I was a cruel and merciless god, and those Legos that dare resist me by sneaking out of their box in the middle of night, to lay where one may step, well, their efforts were futile as they were merely tossed back into their torturous grind.

I loved dolls, I was so addicted to dolls I’d cry for days if a particular one was not bought for me. I sound spoiled, but I really was not. My parents used to buy second hand dolls in boxes to shut me up. Haha! I still walk past dolls today and can’t resist them. I have no idea why.

Luckily this did not translate in adult life to human dolls. I find them ridiculous!

My bicycle. it got me away from my demanding mother who could always find something for me to do in the house. usually housework or babysitting my siblings. It sucked being the oldest.

Laughs, would it be okay if it was a tractor. Not a toy, the full sized version. We had four or five at any one time. The biggest was about 120 or so horsepower. You could do anything with them if you knew your gears. I’d stay home from stuff to work.

My bike. It took me all round my “playground”; fifty square miles of farmland, rivers and forests.

When I was quite small, I had a Jack In The Box I was very fond of.
Between 8–12, my imagination was my constant playmate.

I liked my action figures a lot as a child, my favorite one was a Batman one that was around 18 in tall. I brought that friggin thing everywhere. I’m actually a bit impressed I still have it 20 some years later, but man, is it beat to hell :P

I loved drawing and my favorite thing was my huge collection of pens, pencils, charcoal, colorful makers, followed by my model horses. I would spend hours drawing and playing with my Breyer horses and Barbis out in the yard, making corrals out of sticks and posing them in their miniature environments.

www.breyerhorses.com

I did love my EZ Bake oven.

My dolls. I loved both baby dolls and barbie dolls. I still have quite a few of them. Some of my favorites I also bought off ebay in near mint condition.

A cap gun that looked like a Thompson .45 cal. machine gun.

my crossman pumpmaster pellet/BB gun.

A red racing car with detachable rubber wheels.

Making things out of mud.

@ARE_you_kidding_me The Pumpmaster! Wow! I was not allowed to have that because it was too powerful. You obviously had very caring parents. :-)

@LuckyGuy They had no idea what it’s capabilities were… I did have a daisy red ryder before that.

Bwahh hah hah! One of my friends had one. I couldn’t pump it more than about 3 times. I was too little and too weak. OTOH I could shoot mine 10 times before he could get off a second shot.

Lego & remote control vehicles. Can’t afford train set & Transformers toys though!

@ARE_you_kidding_me I could only dent the garbage can with mine but you could punch a hole in it. Fantastic!
Don’t worry. I won’t tell your parents.

@LuckyGuy Yeah there is a poplar tree in the front yard of my childhood home that must have a 1000 BBs and pellets embedded in it. Those old air rifles can also be modified to be much, much more powerful…like clean hole through a 2×4 at 50 yards. I never did it as a kid but I may tinker with it as an adult.

Playground games were by favorite i am not one who like to sit at home any play with toys. So any playground games were my favorite.

Phonograph.

It was all uphill from there…

A stuffed toy fox called Mr Fox!

I also loved My Little Pony and Puppy in my Pocket.

My favorite was a newborn baby doll with a bottle that looked like the baby was drinking it. I also liked a funky jewelry kit where you pasted the “jewels” onto a necklace, bracelet and crown. Then of course, wearing the jewelry while playing “dress up” made me feel like a princess.

I played some strange shit with my Barbie. I had Ken convince her to take off all her clothes…and then he pushed her over a cliff (off the edge of the bed.) Wonder what in the hell I was watching on TV!

Sounds Like Dark Shadows.

Anybody else used to play with these Airfix 1/72 scale toy soldiers I used to have these things scattered all over the house.

And later scale models like the Monogram Dragon Wagon and Tijuana Taxi or the Beer Wagon

Wow. We just had the little green guys at our house… all throut our house.

My very very favorite toy was my swingset. I would swing so high that the legs would come up off the ground, then slam back down, then the other sides legs would come up, and slam down. Six years old and I could jump that darn thing clear against the lawn.

Spirograph.

I had a Spirograph and loved it too @Dutchess_III. I always wanted an Etch-a-sketch. I never got one.

You never got an Etch-a-sketch? Bummer. I spent the better part of an afternoon one day, filling my screen completely up with black.

@Earthbound_Misfit You weren’t missing much a spirograph is much better.

I was really good at Etch-a-scketch, I could actually draw horses and all sorts of things. Just gotta get the dial action down. lol
Any oldsters here remember using Silly Putty to make prints off the newspaper?

I remember Silly Putty pictures.
Spirograph is great. I loved the long pieces, but I kept jumping grooves going around the ends.
Etch A Sketch was very fun too. I remember being so proud of myself when I learned to do more than just vertical and horizontal lines. I had done tons of stair steps. I got bored, and frustrated, and gave both knobs turns back and forth at the same time. Wow! It was a major discovery, and I was sure I was the only person in the world to have discovered the secret.

Yep to Silly Putty. Remember what it was like to chomp on it? :D

I’ve just had a brainstorm for Christmas stuff! Retro games and toys!

Spirograph is probably on tablets and iphones now.

Well, I’m think of little grankids who don’t have tablets and iphones.

Right. I was just thinking out loud. If they are, it would ruin the fun.

Yeah don’t think it would be nearly the same, either.

Mine was probably racing Hot Wheels cars on those orange tracks. I would set up two tracks side by side with the starting gates attached to bar stools. In fact, I wouldn’t mind doing that as an adult if I could only find some tracks! I still have all of the cars.

My son had a hotwheels race track. One day, when he was about 5, he came racing around the corner into the living room where I was sitting on the couch. He was saying “Look what I did! Look what I did!” and suddenly lost his balance and cartwheeled to the floor. I looked at him curiously, he looked up at me and said, “Well, that wasn’t it.” TOO funny!
What he wanted me to see was that he’d set his hot wheels track up so that the car flew off the end into the dog’s water bowl! It was pretty cool, but it had the dog freaked out. That dog worried about a lot of stuff.