I really don't know why I buy toys for this kid. On Thursday, she spent 30 min. - yes, 30 min! - climbing all over me while I laid on the floor and looked at a magazine. There isn't a single activity she spends 30 min. on, but apparently the Mommy Floor Gym is the Toy of the Year in our house.
Other proof?
Arriving at the scene of the crime:
Who, me?
I just have a little cold, that's all: