Maxton loves to look at warning labels. I’m not sure what he finds more appealing: the bright yellow strip, or the bold black font. When we first put him in his swing, we couldn’t figure out what he was staring at. Surely, it couldn’t be the warning sticker. Oh, it was. In addition to the swing, he has spotted the sticker in the bassinet and the play yard.
Yesterday, I put him in his play yard, started his mobile, and went to the washroom. When I came back, this is how I found him:
Next Christmas, I will compile a book of warning labels for you. Mommy loves you.