A couple of weeks ago, I came home to find a new chair. I was never made aware we'd be purchasing new furniture. Of course, when the furniture is Shane sized from Ikea it's easy enough for a hyperactive wife drunk on cute to load up and bring home before the work day ends. Carrie was giddy. She was all bouncing and smiles and "isn't it cuuute!?" when I first noticed the chair. "Shane loves it!"
Shane loves his chair. He's having all sorts of fun on it. I have video evidence to embarrass him with when he's older.
Video #1 Chairs 101
My boy is a climber. One of these days, he'll learn how to get into his chair correctly.
Video #2 Shane's First Racking
It's a painful right of passage. Thank God those diapers are poofy.
Shane is always moving and getting closer and closer to that dreaded day where he'll be able to pull himself up on the couch at will. He has not developed a sense of fear yet, so he's almost always on the verge of doing something painful. The little man is fast, too. It only takes a moment of distraction for him to sprint off in search of trouble.
Shane's a lot of work, but he's getting more and more fun to be around. I love my boy.
Oh, and Min gives the new chair her vote of approval, too.
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