The Tater has this thing.
Where he doesn't think he should be put down on his back.
Like EVER.
And, even if you are holding him and stay in one position for too long, he screams his head off.
He, just like his sister, apparently thinks he need to be a part of anything and everything that's going on at any given time.
Having such nosy kids is hell.
Anyway, I thought the little jump jump swing would be the answer to all my problems and it kind of is. Except for the fact that he's still just a little too uncontrolled in the head department to make a really good go of it.
The bad news is that he'll reach the weight limit before he actually gains control of his head.
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