My mom sent this Johnny Jump Up home with us from Texas, and the only place we can put it downstairs is in the pantry door. Which is cool, because he can hang out there while I putter around. And he can eye all the food he's not allowed to eat, like the big jar of peanut butter that looks like it might bean him in the head at any moment.
Showing his Southern roots, the LG does a little jig. I think the kick with his right leg might make me die laughing.
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Oh this brings back many fond memories! My oldest son LOVED his Johnny Jumper! I was so sad that we didn't have a wide enough doorway in our houses here in VA for our other two babies to enjoy it. Looks like your son is really getting the hang of it!
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