PicassoTiles 100 Piece Set 100pcs Magnet Building Tiles Clear Magnetic 3D Blocks Construction Playboards, Creativity Beyond Imagination, Inspirational, Recreational, Educational Conventional

From: PicassoTiles

Pete's Expert Summary

My human, in their endless and often misguided quest to please me, has procured a box of what appear to be colorful, flat, plastic wafers. They call them "PicassoTiles," which is a dreadfully pretentious name for something that looks like repurposed candy wrappers. The marketing gibberish suggests they are for "learning" and "bonding" through the construction of geometric shapes using magnets. Frankly, the only geometry I'm interested in is the perfect arc of a nap in a sunbeam. However, the clear, jewel-toned quality of the tiles might cast intriguing light patterns on the floor, which could be mildly amusing to chase. The satisfying *click* of the magnets also holds some promise, but I suspect the true purpose of this "toy" is to create clumsy, unstable structures that I will be expected to "appreciate" before they are inevitably knocked over. A potential waste of perfectly good floor space, if you ask me.

Key Features

  • DREAM BIG & BUILD BIG - No limitations, scalable to build as big as desired by adding more pieces to create the master piece. PicassoTiles in colossal styles.
  • LEARNING BY PLAYING - Never too early to start developing kids creativity. Children can acquire strong sense of color, geometrical shapes including 3D forms numbers counts, magnetic polarities & architectural design at early age.
  • BONDING BY PLAYING - Entertaining for single or multiple parties and feel the sense of achievement together. Suitable for all ages (3+ and up) by one party of in groups a great way to spend quality time with the family and love ones.
  • LEARNING IS FUN - Encourage creativity which is the key factor to success in today's ever-changing environments. Fun and entertaining, perfect educational presents for school age children that will never go out of style.
  • CREATIVITY BEYOND IMAGINATION - Magnet Building Tiles Clear 3D color Magnetic Building Blocks Playboards for preschool, pretend play and more. Easy to construct and easy to put away for storage.

A Tale from Pete the Cat

The box arrived with the usual fanfare—that is, the human made a series of high-pitched noises and shook it near my face, an act I endured with the stoicism of a minor deity. The contents, when spilled onto the living room rug, were an affront of primary-colored plastic. They clattered with a cheap sound, and I turned my nose up, commencing a detailed grooming of my left shoulder to signal my profound disinterest. The human, undeterred, began clicking the pieces together, building what I could only describe as an architectural travesty. It was a wobbly, asymmetrical tower that offended my finely-tuned sense of balance. I watched from a distance, my tail twitching in irritation, as they cooed about "structural integrity." Please. I've seen birds' nests with more thoughtful design. Their second attempt was a "house." It had walls of blue and red and a gabled roof of yellow triangles, but the entrance was far too wide and the sightlines were all wrong for a proper ambush. It was an amateur's folly. To demonstrate its flaws, I strolled casually toward the structure, intending to pass through it with disdain and perhaps "accidentally" collapse it with a flick of my tail. But as I approached, a beam of afternoon sun pierced the window and struck the translucent tiles. The rug exploded in a kaleidoscope of light. Shards of ruby red, sapphire blue, and emerald green danced across the floor, painting the room in a light I had never seen before. I stopped, my plan of demolition momentarily forgotten. The light wasn't just on the floor; it was *in* the air. It dappled the dust motes, turning them into floating jewels. I stepped inside the "house," and the light washed over my perfect gray fur, tinting my white tuxedo in hues of majestic purple and warm orange. It was no longer a clumsy plastic hut; it was a stained-glass cathedral, a prism chapel built in my honor. The world outside the colored walls seemed dull and ordinary. I circled once, the mosaic of light shifting with my movement, and settled into a loaf. The human made a soft, triumphant sound, as if this had been their plan all along. Let them think that. They are the builders, the laborers, the humble artisans. But I am the reason for the temple. I closed my eyes, bathed in the fractured sunlight, and conceded that while the name "PicassoTiles" was still absurd, the result was… acceptable. The commission was a success. The structure could stay.