Playing is soooo much fun. I have all kinds of toys at my house. Mom calls them stations, because she puts me at different ones when I get tired of the one I’m at. There’s the play mat, high chair, rocking chair, bouncing chair, blocks, playpen, TV, and now I’ve discovered balls!
Hey mom, can I get out now? It’s starting to feel like prison.
Notice the pillow behind me? That’s for when I fall backwards. Parents-they think of everything! 
This toy is at Grandma’s house. I bet they had to pay a lot of money to buy me this one. It’s sooo fancy! Grandma and Grandpa sure do spoil me!
