For the past few weeks, Brenton has refused to sit in his highchair without totally coming apart and crying his really sad cry. It really is our fault, because we let him sit at this little table we borrowed from my parents as a treat, which then turned into habit. It was all going well, until he realized that he could get up and walk around, which he then wanted to do at every meal, which was not ok with us. We had bought him a booster seat for Christmas and we had to break it out. He thought that it was really funny and it kept him in one place.
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