Theo got this lovely table and chairs set from his great aunts Patti and Cindy for his birthday. (I never did send those thank-you notes, did I? Ugh. Awful. Awful. Awful.) Until last night, I kept the set in the box stored in the basement. I thought Theo couldn’t possibly be old enough for his own chair. There’s no seatbelt thingy. He’s wiggly. Danger!
But yesterday my mind was changed. Theo’s playdate had her own chair. She sat in it quite competently and played with her puzzles. I was shocked and amazed.
Theo must sit in his chair, too, gosh darn it!
And here he is, sitting. Cute, no?