stomp rocket

i remember spending spring and summer breaks with my cousin C. we used to play and play and play for hours. she had the coolest house with all the coolest toys. we camped out in the backyard with flash lights. we ate mangoes in the front yard and ran in the sprinklers all day long. we day dreamed. we pretended. and we played with barbie dolls and my little ponies. we had hello kitty sticker books and loved glitter. 

when i found out that we were having a boy, i walked down the "blue toy aisle." it was intimidating. and it all felt very violent. the cars that crash, the robots with guns and all the other creatures. they didn't even hair to braid or glitter to put on. how do you play with these things? i really didn't have a clue. i thought...daddy is going to have to step up in the toy department because this mom is a girly girl. and even now i still feel pretty clueless in which toys they will be interested in. until now. 

the stomp rocket. is the coolest toy. ever.  it's perfect for their little hands. they can place the rockets on themselves and stomp away. 

it entertains them for awhile. even daddy.