Not again!

I am beginning to think that Everson just REALLY likes to sleep in the Jumperoo. It could be the floating feeling that lulls him to slumber...I'm not sure! Tonight, I put him in the Jumperoo so that I could get dinner ready: take the chicken out of the fridge, cut up the squash and zuccini, put the rice in the water to boil...all in about 10 minutes. He didn't fuss this time, just slowly nodded off...like an old man in a lay-z-boy!