
After work on Wednesday I drove to a development near Short Pump to pick up
a Chicco high chair that I found on Craigslist. It was
a steal of a deal and in perfect condition (see the tag still on the seat behind Jasper?). It's got locking wheels and it folds up pretty small. Karen loves it, by the way. This green color has been here
thing for years now. Her main requirement was a removable plastic cover that goes on top of the tray and can be put in the dishwasher. This one has two.

The drive from Broad and Thompson took me 40 minutes between 5-6pm, with loads of sitting in bumper to bumper traffic, first at the 64 Gaskins exit and then throughout Short Pump on Broad Street. It sucked. That place is a traffic nightmare. Thumbs down to boneheaded development. It would have been faster
if I had ridden my bike. But, then I wouldn't be able to get the chair home.

In case you're wondering, we haven't started giving Jasper any solid foods. But when we do, I can't wait to
puree the veggies for him.
Jasper says:
"How are you going to give me my milks
from all the way over there?"
"I store milk in my cheeks
in case of emergency."
"I can see into your soul right now,
or maybe I'm just pooping."
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