What you can't hear is the hideous sound of this chair being scraped back and forth across my tile floor. It gave August GREAT joy. Until the inevitable moment when he pulled just a little too hard and the whole chair came crashing down on him, spilling the basket of Easter eggs stationed on top of the chair. After a few mandatory wails, he realized he was fine and began pursuing all the rolling eggs with great enthusiasm. I love that they find their own entertainment!