I can tell E's getting frustrated with her bouncer and swing. She squirms and tries to pull herself out so she can see what's going on around her. Since M had a rough trip last night and needed some sleep, I thought this morning would be the perfect time to take Little E cruisin' around BRU for something new.
After spending about an hour there looking at the fancy schmancy jumperoos and exersaucers, I settled on a simple doorway jumper. The last thing we need right now is more clutter, and I figured this would be easy to store when not in use. It didn't turn out to be quite what I hoped.
Yes, I had one of these as a kid and I survived. I'm even told that I really liked it. But geez, this thing an accident waiting to happen. I know we're overly cautious in the United States (mainly because we're overly litigious as well), but I can't believe they still sell these things. E keep getting her head twisted in between the ropes on the sides. Then if she started to lean too far forward I had to stand her up again to stop her from tipping onto the floor.
Looks like it's back to BRU tomorrow with receipt in hand to get something else.
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