7
Sep
There was a time when the Baby Bumbo was a Godsend and we could put Miss J. in it and she’d be “safe.”
Then came a time when it was the most unsafe place she could be since she did everything she could do to shimmy herself out of it. Considering it was usually sitting on top of a table, we knew it was time to retire the Bumbo.
The other day she rediscovered the Bumbo shoved in the corner and now likes to spend her free time casually lounging backwards in it.
Can someone get me a Pina Colada?
