I had a "Back in my day..." moment today, and thought I might share it with the world. Granted, I was born in the 80's and even Generation Xers are all older than me, so taken with a grain of "get over it" -
I gave a five-year old I was watching a toy to play with as we began a decently long drive. I thought she'd like it - it was a little plastic bear, like the kind from school sandboxes, and she's really into animals. I used to love playing with an uncle's miniature animal collection when I was small (Here's the back in my day...) so I was actually a little proud of passing the torch.
Her response to all 20 seconds of playing with it?
"Hey - the batteries in this are broken."