Wendy, like every 15-month-old on the planet, enjoys toys with buttons that play music, make animal sounds, say letters, or flash colored lights. I think maybe she's part raccoon.
Anyway, for the longest time, my policy was "no toys that make noise." This was strictly enforced...until she was about 9 months old, and we went to visit a friend that had a giggling turtle toy. Whenever this toy would giggle, Wendy's eyes would get big and she'd look at it in amazement, and she'd just laugh and laugh and laugh. You know, that deep irresistible baby chuckle? That was it.
So when we saw the same toy at Wal-Mart, we just had to get one. Little did I know that I was entering a world full of annoying things. We've got the singing train, the singing snail, the beeping keys, the phone that says, "I love you...mwah!", and the other phone that dials and plays "Old McDonald had a Farm, " interspersed with barks. We've got the Bounce and Spin Zebra, which isn't quite as annoying, except that Wendy will walk by and spin the thingie just to hear the music play.
Any of these toys are not a problem at all in moderation. And there is my big mistake. Why in the world would I think my 15-month-old busy, vibrant, intelligent, dramatic, funny girl would know anything at all about moderation? Instead she picks one of these toys, picks one of the available buttons, and pushes it and pushes it and pushes it and pushespushespushespushes it...until all I can think to say is, "Please, baby, can Momma have that?"
Sigh. I definitely should've stuck to the "no toys that make noise" rule.