He climbed up there while I was putting dishes away, and stayed up there while I made breakfast. I kept looking over at him in disbelief, he seemed so at ease sitting in a regular chair, like it wasn't a total miracle of life that a little helpless baby one day learns to coordinate his limbs in such a way that he can get himself and his toys into a big chair and sit quietly for a period of time, just playing. He looked back at me as if to say "Don't overcook my eggs, mom".
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Dear Monkey's mommy, tomorrow Monkey will tell you he is too old for the high chair.
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