When my mom was pregnant with me, my grandparents bought a wooden rocking horse for the 'new grand baby'. It was 1976, the bicentennial, so the horse was painted red, white and blue. I loved it. Since then, it has been repainted, the rockers have been replaced, the seat has been replaced and it has had several pairs of ears. All of my children have enjoyed it. Lillian just figured it out the other day, however, and can't seem to get enough of it. The only problem is that it doesn't have stoppers! So we have to be right there when she is rocking. Check it out.