My Pocket Money Toy Subscription Box – May

You might have seen our post last month for My Pocket Money Toy Subscription Box, well we were also sent one for May. This time we received the gender neutral boxes and the theme was dinosaurs. The kids were really excited to see what they’d got and they weren’t disappointed! They love the fact that the boxes come addressed to them.

Gender Neutral 8-10 box

  • Dinosaur Glider
  • Top Trumps – Volcanoes
  • Dino-Grow Volcano
  • Brainbox Bounce Dinosaurs Game

Gender Neutral 3-5 box

  • Dinosaur Glider
  • Clockwork Walking Dinosaur
  • Dino-Grow Volcano
  • Melissa & Doug Wooden Dinosaur Puzzle

 

Both boxes also contained a dinosaur themed colouring sheet as well as a sticker to go in your Spectacular Stamp book towards a free toy.

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Both children were particularly fascinated by the Dino-Grow Volcanos. You just drop the plastic volcano into a glass of water and watch as it grows over the course of 72+ hours.

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Each morning they couldn’t wait to come down and see how it was getting on. After a few days the dinosaurs had grown enough to grow out of their volcanos. This was the end result.

Overall there is nothing we don’t like about these boxes, they are the perfect mix of fun and education. From giggling at the clockwork dinosaur waddling across the table to racing to find the right pieces of the puzzle and finish first!

There are several options available tailored to your childrens ages and whether you want to specify that they’re for a girl or boy or gender neutral. You can choose from one offs which are perfect as a birthday present:

Or opt for a subscription of 3 months/6months/1 year which means more value for money. Always a winner.

You can find My Pocket Money toy:

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*We were gifted the items for the purposes of this review however all opinions remain honest and my own*

BABY Born Puppy Doodle Review

BABY born Puppy Doodle from Zapf Creation is a cute addition to the BABY born collection. My daughter has both boy and girl BABY born dolls so when we were offered the chance to review the Puppy Doodle I knew my daughter would love it. She’s been nagging for a while for a real puppy!

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Puppy Doodle comes with his own accessories, bottle, bone and collar. He has soft, short curly hair like a poodle. An adult is needed to help get him out of his box as with most toys these days there’s a few wires that need removing and they are wrapped around his legs.

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My Little Lady was also delighted to discover that Puppy Doodle could do some other exciting things. He could: drink, pee and eat.

Drinking: Fill up the little bottle with water and push it into his mouth whilst he’s upright and squeeze the bottle he will make sounds like he’s drinking.

Eating: Put the bone in his mouth and he makes chewing/slurping noises.

Peeing: Once he’s had plenty of water you can press down on the button on his back and he will lift his leg and pee accompanied by sounds of water.

As you can imagine my daughter thought the peeing was absolutely hilarious and so went through a cycle of giving him a drink and getting him to drink several times over. A couple of times he didn’t seem to want to pee though and I’m assuming this was due to there not being enough water left inside him.

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It can get quite damp when playing, there wasn’t massive amounts of water involved but enough for me not to want it on the carpet, so for us this is something we played with outside unless the bottle/water wasn’t involved.

Overall we really liked Puppy Doodle and my daughter has had lots of fun playing with him, even taking him on a sleepover! He’s definitely been welcomed into our little family.

He does require 2 X AA batteries which are not included and is suitable for children aged 2+.

BABY born Pony Farm Puppy Doodle (RRP £29.99)

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*We were gifted the item for the purpose of this review however all opinions remain honest and my own*

Dear Diary 27th April 2017

Date: 27/4/17

Number of times I’ve been called Mum: 4832

Number of fights broken up: 20

Dear Diary…Mum and I went to see the Sister Act Musical in Cardiff Millennium Centre. ‘Twas amazing. At the end there was an explosion of shiny foil pieces showering down on us. It was late when I got home so I crawled into bed in my vest top & bra, only in the morning I woke up with one of the gold pieces in my cleavage and the colour had rubbed off so am now sporting gold boobies. Awesome.


I offered to take the kids out for tea. Anywhere they wanted. They chose Morrison’s cafe?! After work I nipped home to pick them up walked into Morrison’s only to spot Little Lady’s trousers on backwards. Tell the OH off through gritted teeth and he sulked while I scoffed my Macaroni Cheese. Turned out kids eat free with an adult meal so it was £10 for the 4 of us. My kids are a lot of things and now frugal is one of them.


Walked into the kids bedroom to tidy only to find shit on the carpet. WTAF though. Who and why? Little Lady has been known to do it in a Lego storage head before but that was a good while ago when she was potty training. On closer inspection (I get the best jobs) turns out it was not, in fact, shit but blobs of mashed up banana. Since both kids had been moaning they were hungry just before bed (standard) they’d had half a banana each. Only ‘nobody’ did it. That bastard again. My money is on Little Lady though because it was also on her duvet cover. Funny that.


Went to a kids party today. You either love them or hate them. I hate them. Well most of them, some aren’t so bad. This one though was really bad. Not the fault of the Mum who threw it at all but my daughter sat on my lap and refused to move the entire time (apart from to shove chocolate mini rolls in her gob at buffet time) on 2 occasions I tried to strike up conversations with people, on both occasions I was blanked. So there I was stone dead from embarrassment and shunned into the deepest darkest corner of no friend-dom with a clingon, not even Let It Go would shift her. Or the Spider-Man that jumped out of the curtain.  To make it worse I looked even more weird when rescued via messages back and fore from a friend and giggled like a pillock to myself. It’s in those moments you realise that those people really don’t matter. I tried. I failed. I moved on. But there will always be the ones who have your back when you really need it.


Really must remember to empty out the naughty snack rubbish from my car door pocket. Telling the OH I’m eating lots of salad in attempt to lose weight and be healthy isn’t going to wash when he finds 10 Haribo wrappers hidden under the shammy or a Galaxy bar the size of my youngest child in the glove box. Rookie mistake that, am most ashamed of myself.


OH isn’t feeling well. Does he naff off to bed to rest and recuperate? Does he hell. He’d rather stay downstairs sighing and moaning and telling me how much he’s dying. And being grumpy. Good god man just go to bed. I wouldn’t need telling twice I can tell you!


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Fun With Phoenix Trading

Over the Easter holidays we tried out some great little activities from Phoenix Trading. If you’ve not yet come across them they are a direct selling, independent card publishing house and have sold in excess of 150 million cards worldwide. Phoenix Trading does not sell its products through conventional retail outlets; instead they market an exclusive range of cards and stationery through their international team of over 10,000 worldwide Independent Phoenix Traders. They sent us a few great items to try out and see what we thought. We received:

  1. Colour-In Tablecloth 
  2. Bunting Paper Dolls 
  3. Little Woodland Animals Frieze Colour-In

Colour-In Tablecloth

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The tablecoth is 39″ by 39″ and printed in black & white for your little ones to colour in their own choice of colours. There are lots of different things to colour from unicorns to rockets.

The kids found this great fun and would you believe they coloured, sat next to each other without fighting!! This was very engaging for them and could be used with pens or pencils depending on which they/you prefer to use. I also think these would be lovely on the tables at children’s Birthday Parties or even adults. Why not? Certainly a talking point!

Price: £6.00

Bunting Paper Dolls

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The paper dolls come in as 10 pop out cards of 1 girl/1 boy – so 20 in total and with a 4 metre ribbon for threading the finished dolls on to.

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Pop each doll out to draw on with pens or pencils or even get the craft box out and stick bits on to make your character. My children chose to do a mixture of both.

The dolls come with holes pre-cut to make threading with the ribbon easier to make the bunting. These kept them amused for ages especially when the glue sticks came out, they love a bit of sticking (or making a mess in their case!)

Price: £6.00

Little Woodland Animals Frieze Colour-In

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This is a frieze with 5 panels in black & white that folds out to make a fun picture for colouring in.

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Enough room for 2 children to sit side by side and colour or lots of different parts to colour for 1 child. Featuring lots of different woodland animals having a party complete with cakes and balloons.

Price £3.00


Overall we really enjoyed trying these out, the kids because it gave them something really fun to do and me because it gave me 5 minutes peace!! Our favourite was most definitely the tablecloth as this was great value for money. You can make a game out of finding certain things on it before or after colouring it in.All the items would also make a great choice for those rainy days when the kids are bouncing off the walls and you can’t get out.


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*We were gifted the items for the purpose of this review however all opinions remain honest and my own*

Dear Diary 16th April 2017

Date: 16/4/17

Number of times I’ve been called Mum: 3215

Number of fights broken up: 42

Dear Diary… More and more lately, probably because its half term I’ve been wondering how the pigging hell anyone ever gets anything done once they’re a parent? Every single second of the day someone is calling me. If I walk upstairs you can guarantee someone will call me. I’ve literally just walked away from them, what can possibly have happened in those 12 seconds? Really. Then I forget why I went upstairs in the first place. How am I supposed to look at little lady’s drawing, look at OH’s changing around of a room, shut teens door to stop the stench and look for Xbox controller batteries for little man all at the same time?! I swear they think I can though. And then…and then? When I get a bit hair offish OH says I’m a moody cow. Typical.


The kids have driven me round the twist. They’ve literally hung off my leg all day, surely at 7 and 4 they should be able to find something in that bedroom full of toys to play with without dragging me away from my endless piles of washing? But no.

They’re bored.
They want a drink.
They want something off the shelf.
They want a drink.
They can’t find Lego Batman.
They want a drink.

It’s Easter there’s chocolate everywhere and they can’t find a thing to do. What is going on? I’m sure at their age I was hiding under my bed with a stomach ache having eaten a whole egg in one go and waiting for the inevitable almighty telling off I was ripe for.


I thought today was going to be a day where I had to have one of those awkward conversations with the kids.

“I don’t want to die Mum”

Came from Little Miss in the back of the car. Oh crap, how do I put it? “Well everybody has to….” I started to say.

Little Man: “You won’t die til you’re old. Or get hit by a car.”

Little Man : “Yeah then you’d be squashed dead. All over the road.”

Little Miss: “Look Mum there’s a McDonalds over there, I want a Happy Meal.”

Annnnnd that was the end of that conversation. Think I got out of that one quite nicely thankyou.


I don’t think the kids are all that impressed with my singing capabilities. Dancing round the kitchen to Love is a Battlefield and singing into a tin opener attracted some ‘god you’re embarrassing Mum’ looks. Good job the teen wasn’t there. He would have spontaneously combusted from the absolute shame of having such a saddo for a Mum. Like that time at I went to a work do with Mum and she got up to dance to Status Quo. Always that same cringy dance and air guitar – for the love of god – with Bob the van guy.


OMG the little lady was quiet for a while today. Suspiciously quiet. When I checked there seemed to be nothing untoward going on. Maybe my own paranoia? Nope. Big nope. I should have learned by now to always trust my instinct. On getting her changed for bed, the realisation came that orange felt pen was covering the lower half of her body. Like some sort of half-human half-Oompa Loompa mash up. “Why did you do that?” I asked. “Just wanted to see what it looked like” she said like it was a perfectly normal thing to do. I tried the good old baby wipes. Wouldn’t come off. Tried showering. Wouldn’t come off. Tried alcohol gel. Wouldn’t bloody come off. I’ve resigned myself to having a half orange kid for a while.

 

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