My children LOVE commercials. I’m always being told, “Mommy! You need <fill-in the blank>. It’s only $19.99 and then you get a free ice scrapper!” Last year it was all about Pixos. Pixos, Pixos, Pixos was all I heard. And no amount of talking could get them to think that Santa would bring them anything other than Pixos. In fact, when Parker was sitting on Santa’s lap, he was too shy and giggly to say anything, but eventually he did lean into Santa’s face and blurt out rather abruptly, “PIXOS!” Poor Santa didn’t know what to think!
Anyway, don’t tell them, but Santa actually brought them a cheap knock-off called Magic Beads, which got even better reviews than the Pixos did on Amazon. The Pixo frenzy on Christmas Day went exactly how I imagined it. They were excited beyond belief to get the Pixos, they jumped up and down and squealed while Mommy and Daddy opened the extraordinary amount of packaging. Then the creative juices began flowing … and along with that the bleeping beads flowed all over the floor! Not only that, Sophie is the only one with the attention span to complete even one design. Needless to say the Pixos don’t make it out of the closet very often.
Today was one of the rare days that the Pixos made an appearance. All went well … until the bleeping beads went all over the floor! Sigh. It’s too bad they don’t make refills. Shhh…
Sarah working hard:
Parker hiding his work until it was done
Sophie hamming it up
Sophie’s Pixo Kitty Cat
Parker’s Great Pyramid of Giza
Tags: Pixos
Alex wants the pancake puff things and the snuggli…..lol.
I think they ALL want a snuggli!
Cyn, Pixos are EVIL. My sister sent them to my kids for Christmas and I’m still picking them sticky pixo balls out of the carpet. I don’t think they are a good idea.
I told my kids that unless the pixos were changed into pixCubes, we won’t buy them again. They fall off the table and roll, roll, roll away never to be found again until they’re sticking to the bottom of feet or gooping up the carpeting.