The other night, Dan and I realized that we have truly had our brains rewired by the little person who owns all the pink clothes and pacifiers around here. We realized this because we spent our evening going to Target, buying a ridiculously priced baby jumper and putting it together. When we were done, we were so excited that we almost wanted to get Kate out of bed and show it to her. Because we're that warped.

This thing does not exactly go with the couch. It looks like a flying saucer. It has a piano that plays a little song and there are places to hang the baby's toys. In short, it is so tacky that a year ago, I would have never allowed it in my house. But here it sits, in our living room.

And Kate does like it. But the part she likes best is the little mirror attached to one of the activity centers. She sat and looked at herself for 20 minutes yesterday, vain little thing. This makes me think we probably could have entertained her just as easily with a two dollar mirror from Wal-Mart. Suckers.