Bryn has developed the knack of slipping herself into her highchair in a matter of seconds. I have never seen how she finally gets planted in the chair itself since I am usually busy tending to Henry, Finn or the forever dirty kitchen floor. This particular time I could hear her groaning cause she couldn't figure out how to get that big shoe of hers under the rail. Nope, Henry doesn't see the fun in climbing in his. He waits (not patiently of course), till we hoist him in. Sometimes he is a dare devil and stands on the first rung.....
As a side note, you can see that the lapstrap is buckled underneath the chair. Both Henry and Bryn have this urge to keep that darn strap buckled at all times. As soon as they are lifted out of the chairs they either race to the other's chair or work on their own until it's buckled. Then they wipe their hands and leave it alone. A job well done, I guess.
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