Farewell Good Friend...

You were good to us, yes you were. You were there when we needed you in the wee hours of the morn. You were there through the runny noses and the nasty colds. Your vibrations were calming and your toy bar always interesting. Oh, the times we had...wish there were more. But, alas our little sprout has grown. His little tush will no longer bounce with you. Someday though...maybe another little tush will grace your comfy seat. Until then, we bid you farewell.