I'm not exempt from the hoards of other parents who think: the baby crap will not take over our house. My baby will not require toys! She will read books, recite the alphabet and meditate! Clearly, he will not chuck things around the house leaving me with a perpetual one-man game of Fifty-Two Pick Up. The majority of the house will still be mine. Right?
Wrong. Oh so wrong.
I've collected a lot of really hideous-looking "stuff" that my kids adore, but most of it leaves my house looking like the Romper Room I swore it would never be. So I love it when I find something the kids like that doesn't scream: I AM UGLY, MADE IN CHINA, AND DEFINITELY TOXIC. ENJOY!
Check out the Pippocampus Rocking Horse. This modern take on the traditional "Horsey Neigh," as my daughter calls it, is made from polypropylene (a safe plastic.) It's also on sale at the MOMA Store right now!
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