Bella Sara Trading Cards

Remember how I told you I was a member of Team Mom and sometimes I get free stuff to review? (The sole compensation being the free stuff.)  Which is super cool because... 

it's free stuff?  

Well, recently I got an envelope from Team Mom containing...

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2 Bella Sara Royalty Card Packs

translation:  Really girlie trading cards with horses on them.

ie:

They're trading cards that work concurrently with an on-line interactive website.  A "magical new world with majestic realms, noble traditions, and regal families" no less.  

Only one problem.  I have three boys.  Three really boyish boys.  (I bought Max a baby doll when I was pregnant with Sam and he used it to sword fight.  Yes.  He held the doll by its legs and whacked things with it.)

Oh, and one other problem:  I'm not a horse girl.  Never have been.  Never once asked for a pony, never had a toy horse for my Barbie (never had Barbies), and never owned a single piece of unicorn paraphernalia.  

Never.  

Ever.  

In fact, this picture makes me want to throw-up in my mouth a little bit.  Sorry Bella Sara.  Just being honest.

ANYHOO!  Ever since I got the cards, they've sat, un-opened on my desk staring at me reproachfully saying "Review Me!  Review Me!"

Last night, I finally decided to do it.   I couldn't stand looking at the girlie-ness any longer.  So...

I OPENED THE CARDS!!!

I opened them, logged into the website, and called Max over.  

"Hey Max, wanna come play this computer game with me?"

Max comes running over having never before heard those words from my lips.

--Sees pastel colored horses.

Max:  "Uh, no thanks!  It's princess!!!"

Runs away.

I thought that was the end of it.  

But a little while later he came back (having run out of better things to do) and said

"Okay.  Show me the game."

So, we set him up and account and picked him a horse.  The next hour was highly amusing from my standpoint.  After showing Max around the site a bit, I left him alone at the computer to see what he'd do.  He found his way to what is, I believe, called the "beauty salon" where you can dress and accessorize your horse.   (!!!$&%#!!!)

 Max started going to town.

"Hey, Mom!  Look at this!  (adds black tale which looks like a whip.)  And THIS!  (adds pointy black armour.)  And THIS!"  (adds black horse shoes and evil looking shin guards.)  

What the...?  Max is sifting through the multitude of pastel and frou-frou offerings to find the most goth/emo/boyish/black stuff available.

 

Would it be wrong to say it made me a tiny bit happy?  

Well, after a little while Sammy comes over to see what the fuss is about.  And he wants to make his own horse.  (You can print them out when you're finished)

Doug sits down to help and he ends up with a decidedly sillier horse:  green running shoes, gray knee socks, Native American style feathered accessories, and little red devil horns.  

And then Doug wanted to decorate a horse...

and I mocked him inwardly and took a picture for blackmail purposes.

It just goes to show that you cant judge trading cards (or websites) by their pink/sparkly/horse-covered wrappers!!! 

Lesson learned.

And I have pictures to prove it.

Log-in to www.bellasara.com to create your own free account and play on-line  (user name Maxer_Boy is already taken) and/or buy your own trading cards where-ever trading cards are sold!  (Where are trading cards sold?)

Perfect for your horse/fantasy/computer game/pony/unicorn loving girlie-girl 

and/or 

your energetic/violence prone/computer game loving little boy!!!

Don't say I didn't warn you!

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Post Script:

Max brought over one of the 9-year-old neighbor boys.  HE wanted to make a horse and print it out too!

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