Not that he wasn't for the past 22 months, but he really officially is.
He gets to sit at the dining room table.
We got rid of the big high chair months ago but we kept him in a portable high chair with tray well away from the table's reach so that he didn't smear his meal/snack/boogers/life all over it.
But now that he's over flipping plates full of food upside down, we removed the tray and scooted him into the table.
Welcome to the Big Leagues kid.
note: he's as far away from Calen as possible. This prevents fighting/food in each other's hair/other such calamities. |
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