Remember that great Johnny Jumpup? The seat that dangled precariously from doorways on a spring? Hours of endless entertainment swinging and bouncing....until someone deemed it hazardously unsafe and it was replaced with a lame substitute that sits on the floor (taking up precious floor space). Well I found one, and Taylor is contentedly bouncing his brains out, laughing so hard he can barely keep the drool in his mouth.
I'm making that our new motto around the house:
Laugh until you drool.
Think I can find that in vinyl?
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