i have yet to find a highchair that is reasonably priced that isn't completely hideous. so around here we hold easton on one hip and feed him with the free hand, don't judge. well nana just couldn't take it anymore and bought a highchair for her house, its quite the eyesore.
there is nothing easton loves more than "helping" aka destroying. he spent sometime plotting how to get his little paw paws on that instruction manual. finally jer got smart and gave him that thing that you are supposed to fill out and send in to register the product, and he was content in crumpling that up into a wad.
weird how i don't actually have a picture of him in it, but he seems to like it... i will probably break down and just get one, he is getting pretty heavy!
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