Right now

I am watching Nora form a strong bond with the light fixture on our ceiling. This, after providing her with two different kinds of baby seats, an activity mat and a toy that lights up and speaks in three different languages. Apparently she prefers to coo and gaze adoringly at the light fixture for, like, an hour or so. I mean, it is a cool feature of our 90-year-old house. She's got taste, obviously.