Last night I put together the Exersaucer, also known as another garish piece of baby equipment that sits in the living room. I slid Theo’s sleepy little butt in there before I left for work this morning—not because he was dying to play, I just wanted to see him in there. He seemed interested (sort of), but mostly confused. He looked around as if to say, “What is this hideous thing you have placed me in.” He warmed up to it though. There are spinning monkeys. How can you not love spinning monkeys?