We have a little red chair for Tristan, sort of a tiny armchair. I can even sit in it without fear of killing the thing. Tristan doesn’t sit still on his own for long unless strapped, so his use of the chair has been sporadic so far. He’s more interested in pushing and pulling it.

This morning and afternoon, he decided he felt comfortable standing in it when normally he’d not interact much with it. What the hell, child? Weren’t you just a pre-walker who needed mommy and daddy around all of the time? 😀