My nephew Roan plays on top of the train table. My sister says he can play like that for hours, which is pretty impressive, seeing as this little guy is a bundle of energy and constantly on the move. Maybe the height of his perch is enough to still the frenetic beast in his little heart. Who knows, but my sister is grateful for the time he is not climbing in the pantry, rifling through various toiletries in the powder room, playing in the dog food bowl or causing general chaos in the home. I love being this little guy's auntie, because his poor mama is tired!
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