William and the Yogre

For christmas this past year William received perhaps the greatest gift ever, the Imaginext Ogre. (Which can be seen here.) Although his mom was less than ecstatic, I was instantly drawn to the toy ever since I saw it gazing at me from the upper shelves of Toys R Us. The sounds. The range of movement. The size. The man shaped hole in the feet. The Ogre is no ordinary kids toy, it is the epitome of knight crushing monsters.

Or so I thought.

It is here where I revel in the amazingness of children's minds. When William began to play with the Ogre, whom he has taken to calling "Yogre", he immediately set it to work repairing his cars, castles, and armor. It seems that his new toy tools fit perfectly in Yogre's green, meaty fists, which to William meant that he was an engineer, a mechanic, a carpenter, and a builder. He worked for the king, not against him. I found this an amazing feat, and felt worse for having assumed Yogre was some angry, unintelligent brute.