I’ve been wanting to build Margaret a new chair for quite a while now, but the time never seemed to be right. I wanted one in which I could potentially strap her down, but also that she could get into and out of on her own if I wanted without tipping the whole contraption over, which is what she did yesterday with the portable high chair strapped onto a regular chair which she has been using thus far.
So I needed to make time.
And I did, this morning while Ellie was having her nap. The only problem was that Margaret gave up her morning nap eons ago, and so she “helped.”
But I got it built anyway.
It was a hit.
And then there were blueberries at the table.
So there’s one way she can kill herself removed from the dining room.