A new chair?

I don't recall ordering a new chair... And I don't recall ordering one quite this big! Those parental things of mine once again did something strange. They picked me up, sat me down in this chair, strapped me in and made me a prisoner, once again, in my own home.

And then ... came the tray.

I could barely see what was going on! Here I am, just a little dude, strapped into a chair. I waited expectantly for *something* to happen...


Eventually, another toy appeared with lots of flashing lights. It blocked my view of the outside world completely. I'm convinced...this evil contraption is a place for mommy and daddy to put me when they want to escape!


Like, you think that's ever going to happen? NOT!