Free toys and kids commercial scripts

My son trades everything in his lunchbox. Carrots. Sandwiches. Once, his shoe. But never his Wobbleberry Fruit Chews. Made with real fruit, no artificial colours, and gone by recess. Wobbleberry. Lunchbox legend status.

In a world where only one top can rule... there is THUNDERWHIRL! Launch it! Spin it! Knock your rivals out of the ring! Thunderwhirl Battle Tops. Spin to win! Each top sold separately. Battle arena sold separately.

Okay so I made glitter slime, and glow slime, and slime that smells like cherries, and one that's super stretchy AND squishy! The Gloopsmith Slime Lab. It's the best mess ever. Ask a grown-up first!

Day three of rain. The kids have built a fort, knocked it down, and argued about who knocked it down. Doodlepop. Drawing games and stories for ages four to eight, with no ads, ever. Doodlepop. Rain, meet your match.

Three, two, one... bubble blast off! The Bubblenaut Rocket fires hundreds of bubbles a minute. Chase them, pop them, catch them on your nose! Bubblenaut. Up, up and away! Batteries not included. Bubble solution sold separately.

Padded straps. A water-bottle pocket that actually holds a water bottle. And a zip that survives being yanked by a seven-year-old. Satchelwell backpacks. Three sizes, twelve colours. Ready for school before they are.

I asked my daughter what she was building. She said, 'You'll see.' Three hours. Four hundred bricks. One very serious face. Then she showed me. It's a hospital for dragons. There's a lift. There's a snack room. There's a bed shaped like a volcano. Brickaroo Blocks come in big mix-and-match sets that click with every other Brickaroo set you own. No instructions needed. Just imagination. Brickaroo Blocks. Build what only you can see.

Are you ready... for SPEED? Introducing Turbo Tornado Racers! Rev 'em up with the Twist-Charge Launcher and send them screaming down the track, around the bend, and through... the LOOP OF DOOM! Collect all six racers! Swap the wheels! Race your friends! Only the fastest survive! Turbo Tornado Racers. Faster than fast! Launcher sold separately. Track sold separately. Batteries not included. Racers not actually capable of flight.

Coasters for the brave ones. Teacups for the dizzy ones. A splash zone for the ones who were always going to get wet anyway. This summer, Starfall Hollow Adventure Park is open late every Friday and Saturday, with a brand-new family coaster, character parades, and fireworks over the lake at ten. Kids under three go free, and season passes are on sale now. Starfall Hollow. The whole family's favourite day.

Captain Crater here, reporting live from the kitchen table, sector seven! My mission? The crunchiest breakfast in the galaxy. Moonberry O's! Whole grain oats, little purple moonberry stars, and a crunch you can hear from Jupiter! Pour 'em! Splash 'em! Crunch 'em! Watch the milk turn purple! Now that's a breakfast worth blasting off for. Moonberry O's. Part of a balanced breakfast. Captain Crater, over and out!

Every Plushwick friend comes with a name, a birthday, and a little story tucked in its pocket. Barnaby the badger loves puddles and hates baths. Pip the owl is scared of the dark, so she sleeps with the light on. And Mo the moose is very, very good at hugs. Soft, washable, and made to be carried everywhere. Pick one out. He's been waiting for you. Plushwick. Friends for every adventure.

Last month, my daughter was guessing at words. Tonight, she read me the menu at the diner. The whole thing. Including the specials. Letterloop is a reading app for ages three to seven, with fifteen-minute games that build phonics, sight words and confidence, one level at a time. No ads. No chat. Just reading. Try it free for a month. Letterloop. Little readers, big moments.

When I was a boy, I had a train set in the attic. I'd lie on the floor for hours, watching it go round. This Christmas, I've bought one for my granddaughter. Whistle Stop Rail: a real puffing chimney, a working level crossing, and a little station master who waves. It's for her, of course. Mostly for her. Mostly. Whistle Stop Rail. All aboard, all ages. Batteries not included.

This summer... nobody... stays... DRY! It's the Drenchinator Three Thousand, the ultimate! A super-soaking tank! Triple-blast nozzle! And a range so long, your sister won't see it coming! Or your brother! Or Dad! Pump it up! Take aim! Unleash the tidal wave on the whole backyard! Drenchinator Three Thousand. Enter the Drench Zone! Water not included. Sister not included. Always aim below the neck. Each Drenchinator sold separately.

This Saturday, Marbleburg Toys is throwing its biggest party of the year: Toy Fair Saturday! Try out the newest toys before anyone else. Race cars on our giant indoor track. Catch a magic show at eleven and two, and get your face painted, free. Plus, spend fifty dollars and your kid picks a mystery prize from the treasure chest. Marbleburg Toys, on Main Street, next to the library. Saturday from ten. Bring the whole crew.

Motors. Sensors. A little screen for a face. And one big question: what will you teach it to do? Boltbuddy is a build-your-own robot kit for ages eight and up. Snap it together, then use simple drag-and-drop code to make it roll, beep, follow a line, or dodge the cat. When you've mastered the basics, try the advanced challenges. Oh, and it dances. Boltbuddy. Build it. Code it. Make it yours.

The rules of Snortle are simple. Draw a card. Do what it says. Don't laugh. That's it. So far tonight, my dad has done a penguin impression, my aunt has read a poem in a pirate voice, and my little brother has lost six rounds in a row because he snorts when he laughs. That's where the name comes from. Snortle. The game of trying not to laugh. For the whole family, ages seven and up.

Saturday. Eight a.m. Soccer. Ten a.m. Swim. Noon. Birthday party across town. Somewhere in all of that, somebody needs a snack. Squeezeberry yogurt tubes: creamy, fruity, and ready to go straight from the fridge to the car. Strawberry, mango and blueberry, with no mess, no spoons, and no sticky fingers. Toss one in the bag. Or three. Or one for the coach. Squeezeberry. Snack time, squeezed in.

Birthday coming up? Forget cleaning the house afterwards. Bring the party to Boingery! Two hours of bouncing, a foam pit, a ninja course, and our famous dodgeball court. Our party packages include ten jumpers, a private party room, your own party host, and a cake we'll light for you. You just turn up and take the photos. Book online at Boingery today. Boingery. Jump higher, grin wider.

Aisle seven. Back-to-school week. Me, a three-page supply list, and one question. Why does a second-grader need twelve glue sticks? Nobody knows. Not the teacher. Not the other parents, who are all standing here, holding twelve glue sticks, looking just as confused. Good news, though. Scribbleton Supplies has everything on the school list, all fifteen percent off this week, plus free label printing for every backpack. Scribbleton Supplies. Back to school, sorted.

Mission control, this is Crayonauts. We have liftoff. Sixty-four colours, including Comet Green and Asteroid Orange. Twist-up barrels. No sharpener required. Washable, even from walls. Especially from walls. Status report. Crew has deployed colour to the paper, the table, and the dog. The dog is fine. We have a report of a purple giraffe on the fridge. Can you confirm? Confirmed. The giraffe has a jetpack. Oh, it's beautiful. Crayonauts. Colour outside the lines.

Deep in the jungles of Planet Krell... a legend was born. They were ordinary beetles. Until the comet came. Now they are... MEGA MORPHO MUTANTS! Meet Stag Commander, with the Pincer-Grip Power Claw! Scarabax, with light-up armour and a battle roar! And Dung Fu, master of the ancient art of... well. You know. Twist their shells and watch them MORPH from beetle to battle mode in one second flat! But beware... their enemy is coming. The evil Lord Swattacus and his army of Flyswatter Drones! Launch the Hive Fortress! Fire the Nectar Cannon! Defend the jungle! Only YOU can lead the Mutants to victory! Collect all six Mutants and build your army! Mega Morpho Mutants. Now at toy stores everywhere. Each Mutant sold separately. Hive Fortress sold separately. Batteries not included. Lord Swattacus not responsible for household flies.

We got to Lanternvale at nine sharp. By nine-oh-five, the twins had already found the pirate ship. By ten, we'd done the log flume twice. I was soaked. My husband was soaked. The twins were delighted. Then there was the giant maze, where we lost Granny for twenty minutes and found her having tea with a man dressed as a badger. Lunch was chips by the lake. Then the tractor ride, the petting farm, and a long queue for the Dragon Drop, which our eldest has been measuring herself against for two summers. This year, she was tall enough. She screamed the entire way down. Then she ran straight back to the queue. And at dusk, the lantern parade. Hundreds of glowing lanterns floating past, and the twins asleep on our shoulders before it finished. Lanternvale Family Park. Open daily until October, with family tickets from the gate or online. Come for the rides. Stay for the lanterns.

When my daughter opened the box, she didn't say anything at first. She just held the doll up next to her face and looked. Same curly hair. Same brown eyes. Same little gap in her teeth. Juniper Jubilee Dolls come in over forty skin tones, hair textures and face shapes, with glasses, hearing aids, wheelchairs and freckles available too. Every doll has soft, poseable arms and legs, and outfits you can mix and match. She's named hers Juniper, because she says that's the right name. Juniper goes everywhere. Breakfast. The bath. The dentist. Juniper has had a lot of check-ups this month. I didn't cry when she opened it. I cried later, folding laundry, when I realised why it hit me so hard. I never had one that looked like me. She does. Juniper Jubilee Dolls. A friend who sees you. Outfits and accessories sold separately.

Every Sunday, my grandchildren come over and we play Yarnspin Tower. And every Sunday, I win. They think I'm lucky. Here's how it works. You pull a card, and it gives you three words. You've got one minute to tell a story using all three. Then you add a block to the tower. If the story's good, you stack it. If the story's bad, the others can make you stack it upside down. First person to knock the tower over, loses. It's for two to six players, ages seven and up, and it takes about half an hour, unless my grandson is telling the story, in which case it takes a week. My granddaughter asked me my secret once. Tell the story like you believe it. Keep a straight face. And never let them see you wobble. Also, I've been cheating at cards since nineteen sixty-four. But that's another game. Yarnspin Tower. Every family has a storyteller.

It's the first warm Saturday of spring. And she's been waiting all week. She's wearing her helmet with the stickers on it. She's holding the handlebars like they might run away. And she's looking at me, not the path, which is the first thing I tell her not to do. The Rollamble Starter has three wheels for balance, a wide deck for little feet, and a lean-to-steer design that's easy to learn. When she's ready, it converts to two wheels, and later, to a big-kid scooter. I hold on to the back of her jacket. We go to the end of the drive. And back. And again. On the fourth time, she says, 'Dad. You can let go.' So I let go. She rolls to the end of the drive on her own, turns around, and grins at me like she's just crossed an ocean. Rollamble. Their first ride. Their first big 'I did it.' Always wear a helmet.

Seven o'clock. Bath. Teeth. Pyjamas. One more glass of water. One more story. One more question about whether sharks sleep. Bedtime, in our house, used to take about two hours. Then a friend told me about Nodlet Stories. It's a bedtime app for little ones, ages two to seven. Gentle stories, read by warm, calm voices, with soft music and a screen that dims to dark, so they can listen with their eyes closed. There's a new story every night. There's a sleepy-breathing game, where you blow out the stars one by one. And there's a timer, so the story ends quietly and the room stays peaceful. No ads. No buttons to tap. Nothing to keep them awake. Last night, my son was asleep before the little fox found his way home. I stayed and listened to the end. Nodlet Stories. Try it free for two weeks. Sweet dreams, little ones.