High Chair

I've heard of this contraption called a high chair, but I haven't ever seen one or sat in one. So far life has just been the Bumbo for me. I've always sat in the Bumbo for meals, right on the table with mom and dad. Sometimes even at restaurants or at friends/family houses. I asked my dad once why I don't have a high chair and he said something about how they registered for one that matched our kitchen wall paint, but it was really expensive and no one bought it. Then when they saw I did so good in the Bumbo, they never went and bought it for me.

But then one day, my 3rd cousin twice removed (or something crazy like that - I'll just call her my cousin!) Taylor decided she was too big for her high chair. So her mom Kim asked my mom if I would like it. Of course I would, my mom told her!! And some months ago, my Grammy bought some fabric to make placemats for my mom, and had some leftover cloth. So she said she could re-cover the high chair to match the kitchen!

So here's my first photo in my new high chair!!!!

So far I like it. I mean, who wouldn't? Anytime I'm in it, I get food!! Can't get better than that! Bring on the food!!!!!