Exersaucering to the '80s

I had been avoiding the prospect of putting Emily in a bunch of toys that were too "old" for her. This probably comes from a phobia developed from reading a bunch of posts on the Baby Center Message Board, where women were putting their newborns in Bumbos and shoving cereal down their 8 week old babies' throats. But I digress. When I picked Emily up from daycare they had her in the Jumperoo and she was having a ball. So I put her in the Exersaucer when we got home and she was all smiles until it was time for me to eat dinner. Then she insisted on sitting on my lap and enjoying the meal with us. Naked you say? Oh, I just vomited on myself.
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