It all started about a month ago when we realized that at one point, Disney produced a die cast Frank toy, aka the combine “bull” from the original Cars movie. Frank happens to be Harry’s favorite Cars character, to the point that he renamed the movie “Frank” & puts on full-out dramatic interpretations of Frank’s brief minute in the movie. Sometimes he even asks me to be a tractor & fall over & it’s pretty damn darling as long as I haven’t thrown out my back.
Doug & I knew that owning a Frank would simply blow his mind, but there was no way we could swing the current price point, so we sent out an SOS to the Internet for any unloved Frank’s that might be lying around. Unfortunately, nobody had one but we were pointed to a blog dedicated to Frank & his likeness, which let us know that Disney was re-releasing Frank alongside a team of 3 tractors & Mater & McQueen. He’d be out just in time for Christmas at a fantastic price of $39.99.
We had to have him.
Except that he sold out in one hour of re-release. An hour later, re-release Frank started showing up on ebay for 3-4 times the price. I completely support capitalism, but part of capitalism is selling goods at a fair price point. $39.99 set by the manufacturer? Fair price point. $120 set by an ebay seller in his basement? Toy scalping.
The rage was strong in me & before I knew it, I was firing off an email to the ebay seller that had over 21 Frank’s listed at $120.
I became Hulk-like when he raised the price again.
Y’all, the internet SUCKS sometimes. More accurately, the people on it suck. Which just tell me that since these are real people behind computers not caring about other real people behind computers, that people in general just suck.
Die cast miniature Disney cars almost made me give up on humanity but then I remembered that I spend my time being witty & charming on the Internet rather than holed up with children’s toys in their original packaging. I also spend quite a bit of time Tweeting shit like this to the universe. Which means that my incredible Internet friends began calling & stalking Disney stores, even DisneyWorld itself, only to be told that they were, indeed, completely sold out of Frank.
It was going to be a Frank-less Christmas for Harrison.
Tiny, sad violins were playing everywhere.
A few days later, a message popped up from my friend Monica:
I have a friend in NYC, with frank the combine in her hand. Do you want it??
I burst into tears. A friend who has never met me…her friend, who has never met me, standing in the middle of New York City with Frank the Combine for my three-year-old.
A week later, Frank now sits on the top shelf in my closet, waiting for Christmas morning. (Monica, THANK YOU. & hug your pal for me. You brought us so much joy this season.)
This is Christmas, my friends. It’s not a traditional story of haves & have-nots or serving soup to the homeless or bringing coats to a family in the cold, but it’s a story of making dreams come true for the littles. Harrison would have lived through the disappointment. But this Christmas story is about all of us coming together as a parenting community, of using our friendships to raise that darn village. It’s about looking out for a fellow momma & her tinies. & about making Santa Claus a real thing.
If anyone else out there is looking for an elusive toy this Christmas, let me know. I will do my best to help pass this brand of Santa on to another momma & babe.
So, Labsrock05? Checkmate. My Internet is better than yours.