One of the toys that Claire got for her birthday stands out from the rest. It is a pink guitar, and there are a few reasons it stands out.
1. There is no volume control.
2. There is no on-off switch.
3. It will play the same pattern of chords over and over non-stop, until the batteries run out.
4. It comes with a microphone.
Basically the thing DEMANDS your attention. Its loud, to say the least. So somehow it was left in the car last night. This morning Claire had her two-year checkup, and when we went to get in the car, Claire saw the guitar and really wanted to play with it. I decided that she could have it, the doctor's office is all of seven minutes away, surely I could put up with The Guitar for seven minutes. But I swear, before I turned out of the driveway I was ready to throw the thing out the window, except we were still too close to our house and I would probably be able to hear it playing from the ditch through our bedroom window. Then I looked in the review mirror and saw that Claire was dancing, arms swinging, feet kicking and all. She was really enjoying this 'music'. So I managed to let her have it the whole trip. Now it doesn't have batteries, but its still completely functional. Claire loves to play it, and she sings as she plays, which is music to my ears.