For his birthday Zach received this pop up play hut, complete with crawl/scoot through tunnel. He absolutely loves it. It took some time for him to figure out how to scoot in over the lip of the hut, but he finally did and spends quite a bit of time going in and out and hiding behind the flaps.
As I am desperate for him to learn that I am "mama" I play a lot of peekaboo with said flaps screaming "Where is Mama? Where is Mama? There she is!". And yes, I feel like a crazy person speaking of myself in the 3rd person and Norman just wants to know why I am making such a ruckus at this giant green hut. Oh and Zach? He just smiles and laughs - but refuses to say "There is my mama!".