BIG Disappointment

You know when you've waited and waited for something that you thought would be so cool . . . and then when you get it . . . it sucks?? Maybe it was that one toy you saved your allowance for and when you finally had enough money to get it . . . you discovered the toy just wasn't that great . . .

Kadin saw Santa three or four times over the Christmas season. Each time he saw Santa he was sure to tell him that he wanted Pixos for Christmas. This is the one thing he truly wanted and the one thing that Brian and I made sure someone was getting for him.

So Christmas Eve night Kadin is opening his presents and much to his delight he opens Pixos which Grandma and Grandpa B graciously made sure to buy. He was so excited to start using his Pixos . . . he begged for the box to be opened and then he begged for the batteries to be placed inside. He was just a flutter with excitement . . . he actually had a hard time sitting still . . .

First, let me begin by explaining what Pixos actually is . . . .

Remember when we were kids and they had those little plastic pieces that you'd make patterns with and then iron them? The plastic would melt together and your creation was forever stuck together? Well that is what Pixos basically is except there is no "dangerous" ironing and the plastic pieces are replaced with teeny, tiny plastic balls. Did I mention they are teeny tiny???

So basically what you do is follow these patterns and place these teeny tiny balls on the patterns, spray them with water and set them under a fan to dry. When it's dry . . . ta dah . . . you have your creation forever stuck together . . . . . . did I mention that the balls are really, really, teeny tiny?? Oh . . . . yeah I guess I did.

Seriously . . . . these balls are so teeny tiny that my big fingers - which for an adult woman I don't even think I have very big fingers - cannot pick them up or move them without creating a disaster. So you can imagine how easy it is for an almost five year old to do it . . .

Several temper tantrums later . . . oh and Kadin had a few too . . . we have yet to make a creation that has stayed together.

Tonight I thought I'd give it another try . . . so I sprayed and dried . . . tried to pry my creation off the plastic holder . . . broke . . . . sprayed and dried again (this time dried a little longer) . . . . pried off plastic holder . . . broke again. UGGHHH!!!

To the makers of Pixos:

I'm not sure if you've ever actually used your product . . . or if you've ever successfully gotten those teeny tiny balls to "magically" stick together . . . but I can confidently say that after struggling to make just one creation - unsuccessfully I might add . . . I would have much rather spent the $40 on thousands of plastic pieces and taken my chances with the iron.

Even though my hand was wrapped from a second degree burn . . . I at least had my little plastic sun to show for it!!!

Sincerely,

Perplexed with Pixos

P.S - This is what my son thinks of Pixos . . . . and I quote . . . "I want to smash that machine."