Okay, her baby caught the plague -- but Mommy got to finish a whole chapter!

I never used the television as a babysitter. But once when my son was a baby, I was holding him in my lap and he turned and started gnawing on his bassinet. It was padded on the edge, and I guess the firmness underneath the quilting felt good on his gums. I was so relieved at just being able to sit down, I read for twenty minutes before I thought about the fact that the bassinet had been a hand-me-down from people we didn't know very well, and that I'd never washed the quilted accessories.