ok, so a few of you may remember this post about the busy ball popper. well, a year and a few months later, at a playdate, we found emmi in love with playing with her friend's ball popper. now, having seemingly scarred her for life the first time she saw one of these things, we were more than a little surprised. so we decided to resurrect her own ball popper from the island of misfit toys, and lo and be-effin'-hold...
i guess it's just one of those things you learn as you get older: if at first you don't succeed, try the popper again.
