I’m a big girl

August 22, 2007 by Barbara.

On Sunday at lunch, I spilled some of Reid soup into her highchair. Yes, at 3 years of age she still sits in a highchair and I like it. She is less likely to wander away from the table than when she is on a regular chair and I like that. But I digress. I spilled her soup and so the padding had to be taken off and cleaned - a job that usually falls to Ken (I don’t know why) and not one that he enjoys overly much. As Reid finished her lunch while sitting on a regular chair, Ken commented that if Reid had a booster seat, she was a big enough girl that she wouldn’t need a highchair any more.

I put the the padding back in the chair once everything had tried and put the highchair back at the table. Nothing more was said on the matter until last night. As we were sitting down to supper, Reid started talking about how she was a big “dirl” and didn’t need her highchair anymore. Ken piped in that he didn’t know why the highchair was back at the table. I took it all as my cue to go dig the travel booster seat out of the closet and get it attached to a chair.

How proud Reid was! It was worth delaying dinner to see her smile and eyes sparkling with pride. Never mind that she frequently sits at other people’s houses without a highchair or booster seat. This was *her* house and *her* highchair-free meal!

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