The Exersaucer: Not Ready to Die!

Since The Squirt's started motoring around on all fours just recently and protests loudly when she's constrained by anything, one of our fail-safe "I need to put the baby somewhere so I can go to the bathroom!" tools, the Exersaucer, has bitten the dust. Kind of.

For those wondering, the Exersaucer is a phenomenal invention divined unto us by some sort of god or Buddha or Hanuman or something. Really it was Evenflo. Anyway, in the Exersaucer, a very young baby can be positioned safely standing up (ish) in the middle of a circular tray that a bunch of toys are on, and be amused for minutes -- sometimes dozens of minutes! -- on end.

We have this Evenflo pond one, which sadly doesn't seem to be for sale anymore. Hey, maybe it was recalled! Either way, at it's highest point of usage, The Squirt would sit in this Exersaucer thing and press and slam and bat and do whatever to the toys on it for upwards of 45 minutes to an hour by herself. This would make her 4:30-5a wake up time and inability to nap inside somewhat tolerable. We even inured ourselves to the many blooops and bleeeps and stupid songs included. The few minutes of personal peace were worth it.

But now The Squirt doesn't seem to want to have anything to do with the Exersaucer. And an era has passed. OR HAS IT?!? The brilliance of this Exersaucer thing is it's supposedly for, like, "3 stages" of a baby's pre-toddler life or something, so now we can take the circular Exersaucer apart and separate it out into this long snake of toys that The Squirt can theoretically walk up to and theoretically interact with. In theory.

Anyway, I'm not sure what the point of this post is except to include this image that shows off my insane Photoshop skillzz: