I just wanted to surprise the kids with a little weekend treat. Nothing fancy — I saw a bright red box with a dinosaur on the front, read “realistic sounds and movements,” and thought, “Perfect!” I bought it, even felt a bit proud of myself. But now I know that what I brought home wasn’t a toy — it was a well-disguised disaster.
The dinosaur turned out to be huge. The set includes a bunch of accessories: a breakable cage, a helicopter with a hook, traps, and of course — slime. Of course. The kids immediately set everything up and launched the “dino escape mission” in the living room. Lights, sound, roaring, broken cage doors — full Jurassic Park mode. Screaming, excitement, the cat disappeared under the couch, and me? I just wanted to have some tea in peace.
The Night I Lost All Trust in the Dark
The worst part came later that night. Everyone was asleep, the house was quiet, and I got up for a glass of water. Walking barefoot down the hallway in the dark, I stepped on something big and plastic. Suddenly, it ROARED. Its eyes lit up. It moved. I practically levitated. For a solid few seconds, I thought we had a real dinosaur in the house.
To this day, I don’t know if it was a prank by the kids or just a perfectly unfortunate activation of the motion sensor. But that sound, that roar in the middle of the night — it’s burned into my memory. Even now, when I pass by the shelf where this thing sits, I feel a little uneasy. It’s probably mild trauma.
Slime and Everyday Struggles
Let’s talk about slime. I don’t know who at ZURU has such a deep love for slime, but I’m pretty sure they want parents to suffer. It was everywhere. In socks, on books, in the LEGO castle, and somehow even inside the vacuum filter. No matter how many times I tell my kid not to smear it on the windows, he responds with, “It’s part of the dino trap, Dad!”
Is It Worth Buying?
Honestly? As a toy — it’s awesome. The movements are impressively realistic, the build quality is solid, and the set is exciting. For a child, it’s a full-blown adventure: escape, chase, traps, and mission complete. For an adult — it’s one more source of chaos in the house. Especially if you’re already short on sleep, time, or patience.
Final verdict: buy it if you’re ready to accept that one more member of your household is a robotic dinosaur with slime. And whatever you do — don’t walk around barefoot at night. Especially not in a house with Robo Alive.