Last night, we continued to assemble things for the baby’s room. Actually, my wife did the assembling while I provided moral support, since I’m basically incapable of putting anything together in any manner vaguely resembling competent.
One of the things that got put together was, for lack of a better term, a “bouncy seat.” If you’ve ever seen that Sex and the City episode with the baby that wouldn’t stop crying until it was put in a seemingly magical vibrating chair thingy, you know what I mean.
There were a few things we didn’t get around to assembling last night, including a Baby Einstein activity gym. Seeing it sitting in the corner, the thought briefly passed through my mind that it would be incredibly funny if there were, instead of Baby Einstein products, a series of “Baby Eisenstein” products. You could have a bouncy seat made to look like a stroller rolling down stairs, or a series of videos to teach infants all about montage.
Sometimes I wonder if my sense of humor is entirely too obscure…