Depending on how you look at it, today we either had a retirement party or a graduation ceremony. One of the unintended consequences of our vacation was that with no high chair in sight, Mia learned how to eat while sitting in a big girl chair, with an assist from a telephone book. When we got home, we broke out the booster chair. It's been nearly a week now, and Mia has not looked back. She discarded that high chair like an old shoe. And I do mean an old shoe -we'd had to duct-tape some of the vinyl that ripped, and it was always getting adhesive on her legs. (Don't ask me why the adhesive sticks tenaciously to skin when it won't cling to vinyl.) I myself am happy to get the floor space back.
During the hour I spent thoroughly cleaning the high chair, I pondered how it could be that we have to buy Mia a new wardrobe every three or four months, but this is only the second piece of baby gear that we've been able to shed. (Retired item #1 was the Ergo baby carrier. They are supposed to be good until the kid gets to 40 lbs. -- ha!) Then I realized that we were able to skip all the teensy weensy baby stuff -- bouncy seats, boppy chairs and the like. In our house, the stork brings toddlers, not newborns. We wouldn't have it any other way.
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