I’m so tired of plastic crap!

Another day, another birthday at my sons preschool, another bag of cheap plastic garbage comes home. A spinning top which might get used once, two little tiny metal ball mazes which have provided 10 minutes of frustration before they are trash, and…some kind of disc launcher? All in a little plastic bag. Just garbage, garbage, garbage. Manufactured and shipped from overseas slave labor for what? More trash, more microplastics in the ocean and our bodies. It gives me existential anxiety. Why do we do it? Sure, they love to dump out the bags and see what’s inside, it gives them a few minutes of joy but why. Why have we all agreed on this?