I had a friend who was having  a kid. I suggested I could pick up a huge amount of hot wheels and track in free piles at yard sales because I always see them antiquing. I said that by the time he was old enough to play with them, he could have a big box full. Just wash them and out them in storage until he grows a bit.

No way, he said.
The orange hot wheels tracks only got used for one thing in our house growing up. And that was for beating kid's asses.
Not in my house.

I eventually got the kid an old school game boy with a ton of cartridges for 59 cents. Told him to hide it I, his room for when he got punished and sent there.

Punishment was no Wi-Fi.
At 5.

How cruel