We decided to get Noah a booster seat so he could eat at the table with us instead of in a high chair near us. I found one that was for children up to 50 pounds, brought it home, assembled it and let Noah test it out. Well, Noah is not 50 pounds, but it sure was too small for him. I latched the tray on the loosest setting and it squished his belly! I'm guessing he just needs good ol' phone books.
Mama, what is this contraption?

Get this thing off me - I'm suffocating!
1 comment:
The metroplex phone book may raise him too much; better try the church directory.
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