Well, the day had to come when Chloe would choose her own chair over my lap at the dinner table. I knew this day would come and, even though I knew it would make it easier to actually successfully deliver food into my piehole, I dreaded it.
So, it happened the day we went to CPK with Lola, just after visiting Grandpa Mike at the hospital (September 3rd). She was sitting on my lap and suddenly turned to tell me, “I see other kids sitting in their own seats and it makes me feel like I should sit in my own seat, too, but I don’t want to.” I told her I was fine with her sitting on my lap…and so she stayed. But just about every meal since then, she has elected to sit on her own.
She’s the littlest of my babies and she’s growing up, too.
