While I work on a consulting project, behind me I hear baby giggles and instrumental renditions of itsy bitsy spider, skip to my lou, and strangely enough 99 bottles of beer on the wall, amidst others. Despite swearing that we would never embrace loud plastic toys with flashing lights and obnoxious music, it seems our living room is now filled with them! Our tiny Tiger seems to be more than willing to embrace (and enjoy!) what we wouldn't/don't. One year ago I wouldn't have believed that I would now regard these sounds as my happiness.
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