Tragedy at the Tiger Den

I still remember the highchair that all the kids used at my grandma's house. It was a little wooden chair with a tray that could be removed so when they outgrew the need for the actual highchair, the tray could be taken off and the chair just pulled up to the table like a booster seat. I assume it was the chair my mom and aunts used, although I guess I never really asked.


So, when we found out we were expecting our first little cub, we didn't purchase the practical plastic model. A friend having a garage sale was selling her Jenny Lynn Style highchair and with a little nostalgia and a lot of budget concerns, we purchased our own little wooden highchair.

I love that chair. All of my kids have sat there for their first time in a highchair. We have celebrated first birthdays and had countless snacks and meals there. It hasn't been as easy to clean or maintain as the modern day models. The wooden spindles get caked in food and it is hard to get it out. The straps have long since worn off and now the babies get "buckled in" with a handkerchief tied around their middle. There are lots of memories in that chair. It is cute, I have never minded how it looked sitting in the kitchen and I have always pictured my own grandkids coming to visit and sitting in that chair, pulling them up to the table to eat a snack or color a picture.

Until today when the unthinkable happened. Dancer was playing with Tigercub and leaned over on the tray...and it COMPLETELY split in half! We knew it was weak and had warned the kids, but it still surprised me. So now, my precious little highchair full of memories will soon be making a trip to the dump, I guess. :(

Even worse, tonight at supper, Tigercub had to sit in a booster seat. Oh my, he is too young for a booster seat! Although he thoroughly enjoyed having access to all the wonderful things on the table as well as sitting next to his "twin", baseball boy. At the end of the meal, he even reached over and grabbed B.B., hugged his neck, and started patting him on the back! Which made for a bright spot in what would otherwise be a very dark day...the day the highchair died.

Now, I need to figure out what my nostalgia item will be now. Can you pass down a blog to your grandchildren?

My Man

I may mock Tigerfan at times, but really, he is a good egg! He knows how much I hate garage sales so he pretty much did the whole thing on his own! He let me sleep late with the kids (as late as an 8 month old allows), wait to come until after I took Football Boy to baseball practice and then sent me on an errand. All total, I think I worked about 45 minutes of the sale---and I made no money whatsoever! Maybe that is why I don't like garage sales!

By the time it was time to shut things down, the furniture company called to say they were delivering the furniture. So Tigerfan went to meet them and got it all set up. Of course, the ottoman didn't come in. A screw went through one of the kitchen chairs and they brought the wrong pillows...but we have most of it! :)

Last night we ordered an area rug and hopefully before long I will make or find some curtains and for the first time in our married life we will have a completely decorated living room! Wow! All thanks to my little OCD man who is the creative genius in our family.

On a totally different but humorous note, he also went to his momma's to make reservations for us to go to the World of the Mouse in November last night. My SIL and her kids were preparing to leave this morning so her son (6) was making everyone goodbye pictures. He proudly presented Dancer with hers last. It was a red blob with a yellow triangle sticking out of it. I, of course, had to ask what it was.

His reply (said, by the way, like I was incredibly stupid not to know): It is my brain with a chip in it!