My sister was having a birthday party in her backyard for her five year old twin boys. My wife and I felt like splurging and buying them a super special gift. It was tough making a decision between bicycles and a motorized mini-car. We opted to go for the bucks and get them a car to share. This thing was hot. If I had one as a child, it would send me through the roof. The funny thing was that my brother, who squeaks like the Tin Man when he walks, bought them 3 ring binders. They wound up ignoring the super car and playing with the binders for hours. Go figure.

Posted by Best Known As Logan's Mom at 3:14 am