I think I've mentioned how much I enjoy staring at the ceiling. That might strike you as sort of boring, but the point is that quite a bit goes on when one has the luxury of looking straight up at whatever is above you. In most cases, I'll lay on my monkey-gymboree-thingy (not sure what it's called) and take swings at the hanging monkey, zebra or whatever else Baba has hung up on it (like Mr. Froggy). Here's a quick video to show you what I mean. For the record, Baba said that if I could get Mr. Froggy down (he's the green cloth thing hanging from the gymboree), I could play with him. While the video doesn't capture it, I did in fact get him down, and I did play with him (for a few seconds).
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