My daughter Lily was a rocking horse fiend. She would rock like the hounds of hell were after her...or more likely like she was after them. She would often rock till she fell asleep and either my wife or myself would have to be on the alert and catch her before she fell. Rowan was not so much for the rocking but Quinn is following in the footsteps of his older sister and does enjoy bouts of crazed rocking. This thing would be his best friend.