My parents bought us a beautiful, shiny new playhouse when I was about 9. It had a door, double-hung, screened windows that opened and shut and it was even carpeted. What did we do? My sisters & I chased each other around it, jumped off the roof, colored it, planted vines on it and did just about everything but play in it.
Instead, we would head into the woods behind our yard and spend hours building our own structures- weird, branch teepees with moss floors, listing every which way and collapsing at the first big wind, at which point we’d just start over.
If only GoldieBlox had been invented way back then!
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Can’t wait to see where this company goes in the future- I’m hoping more complex kits, instruction manuals with additional building ideas, more colors, boy figures (how about a little brother sidekick?)… Hey, GoldieBlox, need a layperson consultant?
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