My parents kept everything from my childhood, and it will be exciting go down Memory Lane as my son plays with my old favorites like they're brand new.
Unfortunately, though, with scary BPAs and other dangerous acronyms found in old plastics, certain toys will be off-limits until he stops putting everything in his mouth.
And while he may never get to play with these old tub toys of mine in the water (lest any acronyms leach in), I sure enjoyed looking at them the other day! My favorite one to chew was the walrus. :)
Thanks, Mom and Dad, for keeping them all these years!