I love my first ever high chair! Mom and Dad finally bought me a new one because I keep tugging on Mommy's shirt each time we eat so that I can join them at the dining table. Mommy gets stressed, and maybe indigestion too, because she cannot eat well with me whining and pulling everything within my reach when she puts me in her lap. Hehe! But now, she is eating better and can feed me properly too!
Me and my high chair: wiping it clean,
wondering what to do next,
then nanggigigil because I don't know what to do,
then in my composed self.
Thanks Mom and Dad for my new high chair, another first for me!