I'm at the computer (the room next to Sesame's) editing some photos and checking up on some email. From the room next to me I hear:
High-pitched shrieks of joy.
Tiny hands slapping on thick wooden rails.
Too-long nails scratching at Dr. Seuss characters on a bed sheet.
Plump feet scrambling to crawl around.
Coos and oohs and aahs.
Blankets fluffing around and crunmpling together.