Night number two is upon us, but do not fear my friends, for I have found the answer.
It is crazy how fast my house has become cluttered with baby toys. Swings, bouncers, play mats. You name it, we have it. I remember registering for these things, and some of the stuff we have we had to buy ourselves, and the amount of money that is spent on the toys and gadgets amazes me. I am certain that we have hundreds of dollars, if not in the thousand range, worth of baby stuff that is meant to entertain and distract. But I tell you, the one thing that seems to do the trick didn't cost me or anyone else associated with me a dime.
My friends, let me introduce you to...The Ceiling Fan.
Yes. Addy is absolutely fascinated by the fan. When she is fussy, I will take her into her nursery, turn the ceiling fan on and sit in the glider. She will look up at the fan spinning around and just smile and talk. She seems so happy and she will sit and look for long amounts of time.
Today I spent an hour putting together Addy's little play mat. It looked simple enough in the bag, all nice and neatly packed. But then you open it...and that's a different story. Whenever I opened it up pieces went everywhere. What seemed like a "pre-put-together" little toy was far from that. So, I spent the next hour getting all the pieces in place and constructing the thing to stand up, only to put Addy under the toy, watch her look at it for about ten seconds, and then start crying. I thought maybe she just didn't understand what it was or what was going on, so I picked her up, showed her some of the toys and how they worked, and laid her back down under it. This time, five seconds. Needless to say, my intense baby toy labor was for nothing. That toy has found its place back in the closet. Maybe she will like it one day.
So all I have to say is, when all else fails, try the ceiling fan. Works for me every time.
Until next time.
Blessings,
-SH
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