Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Ikea Night Light
Posted by Missy W. @ 8:10 AM
Today’s review will be short and sweet because
A) How much do you really need to discuss about a night light?
B) The Bachelor was on as I wrote this review. I’m not proud. Jenny M has always referred to Survivor as the gateway drug of reality shows.* I disagree with her. It’s all about the Bachelor. It’s like watching the most spectacular train wreck week after week. It is the ultimate gateway reality show drug, Jenny! One totally self-important dude, 25 women falling over themselves to act like Queen Vapid in order to win the love of King Ego. Although I’m not at all sure about this Jason “the sun rises and sets for my three year old son whom I will totally drag with me to film the Bachelor” Mesnick character. The Bachelor backyard is not supposed to host a swing set, it’s supposed to corral silly drunk people making total and complete fools of themselves on national television. What was up with the dental hygienist with the fake teeth? Or the gal who sells toe implants. Toe implants? Wow, that’s a niche. Don’t you bet that’s a real conversation starter at parties? Hi, my name is Missy and I sell toe implants. Brilliant, spectacular train wreck television. Jenny and I had a phone date to watch the show, text messaging each other furiously. And so I watched, phone in hand, because as I mentioned previously, I’m not at all proud and Chuck is on hiatus.
OK I am done now. Did I have a point? Oh yes, the night light.
The Spoka night light is plain old nifty. First of all, the price - it’s $14.99 and while that might seem steep for a night light, it lasts 50,000 hours so you’re only paying 0.0002998 cents per hour. If your kid sleeps 12 hours a night, that’s 4166 days or 11 years. Not bad for $14.99. All you have to do is push the top of its head (they look like ghosts with ears) and the light goes on and off. Because the night light cover is made of silicone rubber, it’s squishy and therefore easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy for little fingers to operate. Sy can very easily pop the light on and off and loves doing so. It’s also shatter proof, so I don’t worry about leaving it on the floor in Sy’s room. It can take a licking and keep on ticking, for sure. I often go into Sy’s room and the light is on while her lovies take naps. The lights emit a soft glowy glow and makes the room look downright magical at night. We have the green one in G’s room and it’s definitely enough light to see him at night and even change a midnight diaper (although a poopy diaper definitely needs a bit more light on the subject). Sy has the blue one in her room and it’s enough light for her to see her way around at night and keep all the monsters at bay.
Unlike other night lights, the Spoka has a long cord, more like a regular lamp, so you have more room to groove as far as where you want to place it. My pal Andie’s son Max needs Total Darkness when he sleeps (think blackout paper taped to the windows dark), but he often needs to get up to pee in the middle of the night. Since the Spoka can be unplugged, Andie just puts it in his bed, so when he wakes up, he just has to tap the little ghost and on comes the light. He does his business and turns it back off when he gets back into bed. It’s like a flashlight/lamp combo. If you want to leave it unplugged, the light will stay on continuously for four to six hours when fully charged.
The night lights have little faces on them, and to me they look a little scary, but I think it’s just me. Regardless, I just turn the lights around so the little mouths don’t remind me of the bad guy in Scream. Sy thinks they are super cute and loves ‘em so I’ll just keep that whole Scream bit to myself. That’s the only reason the Spoka is not getting a five - because the poor night light’s face reminds me of imaginary movie bad guys. Everyone’s a critic, eh?
OK and so maybe just two more words about the Bachelor: VISION BOARD.
*Jenny was totally lying in that post about how she’s not hooked on the Bachelor. Larry Liar! You totally run to the couch to watch the Bachelor every week. I mean, Hello? You wrote about it on my facebook wall today. Liars are ugly on the inside, Jenny.
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January 6, 2009 @ 01:07 PM
Jenny said:
Addicts lie, Missy. And I am addicted to the Bachelor, which is NOT a reality show gateway drug because it is much more dangerous. I drink my gateway wine while hooked up to my hypodermic Bachelor.
There, I admitted it. And be careful, because I am pretty sure this is a habit you do not want me to give up. So quit shaming me!