I took Logan into a toy store the other day and you would think that he would have run over to the ENORMOUS train table or the ride on bikes, NOPE not my son, he beelined it for the wooden kitchen (I will say, he did choose the kitchen in primary colors, not the girly one). Amongst a wooden oven, cabinet, sink, and refrigerator, he found the little microwave and immediately got to work. This one did not beep, nor light, no spin, but he was still obsessed!
So, after I bribed him away with animal cookies, we headed straight to Toys R Us, in search of a cheap little kitchen. Well, the words cheap and kitchen apparently don't go together. After deciding that my child's happiness was not worth $135 (or more),
We raced home and riped into that bad boy as fast as we could. Amidst WAY overcooking some pizza and a whole chicken, we were able to enjoy a few "bites" of some delicious plastic delicacies.
|Because, who doesn't love hot Mickey Mouse band aids?|
|push the buttons|
|the yellow light means it's cooking, red light means it's almost ready|
|making sure it's cooking right|
|yep, looks perfect!|