Highchair

I finally hauled the highchair up from the basement and scrubbed it down really good. (Gross!) Lincoln looks tiny and grown-up at the same time. It's easier to feed him cereal in the highchair. He also sits in it at night while we eat so he can see what everyone is doing.

Emily, of course, thinks it's another fun toy to play with. Poor George. She dressed him in one of Lincoln's fleece sleepers and pretended to feed him a stick of butter she snatched off the counter while I was baking.