In retrospect, such creepy toys, in a way. Infinite creativity at their disposal, and we slam a plastic cash register in front of them so they can pretend to be shopkeepers:))
Not saying there's anything wrong with work and IRL adulting* (other than the whole Late Stage Capitalism hellhole bit), just that... I mean, they're kids! Let them play with dragons and fairy princesses and weird aliens, work'll come all too early...