While Greyson was playing on the floor one day, I sat down next to him to fold a load of his laundry. When I set the empty basket near him he went crazy kicking his feet and grunting trying to get to it. He was getting frustrated, so I tipped the basket over sideways and he scooted closer to it. Then, I set it upright and put him inside and he was instantly the happiest kid in the world! Who needs expensive toys when you have a laundry basket?
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