Third times the charm

Every few weeks it seems, I find myself heading down to the basement to bring up another large, plastic contraption, passed down from her sisters, for Emerson to play in.  The latest.....the Baby Einstein jumpy thingymajiggy.
Ryan enjoyed it back in the day:

Then the Reesers....

 And now Emerson...

 She's okay with it for now....mainly just wants to slobber all over it.

 Reese is a little less than enthused with the process....especially after I had to inform her that she is not to climb in.  Which she has of course tried to do no less than 54 times already.

 Smiles

And then trying to pull one of the toys (very few remaining this time around, sorry Emme, but that's what imaginations are for) as hard as she can.

While I will be sad to see Emerson out grow this puppy, I'm not going to lie that it will be nice to rid our house of these crazy contraptions once and for all.   Unless Grant wants to go for a fourth:)

Kidding.  Get up off the floor.  You may breathe again.