The Exersaucer

Clara has not played in the Exersaucer in months. Every time I would put her in it she would last maybe 5 minutes and then would loudly protest the injustice of being confined while I was doing things that were so much more fun, like sorting laundry, doing dishes, or making dinner...you know, the stuff dreams are made of!

Now, however, the Exersaucer suddenly holds interest again, albeit not in the conventional way.