High Up

I have very strong abdominals. That is, I'm able to sit up somewhat, especially when my arms are placed in front of me. Within seconds, I'm falling either to my right or my left, but seriously, I'm not even five months old. Give me a break. That's some impressive stuff there.

Anyways, Mommy and Daddy assembled a high chair for me. (Actually, to set the record straight, Daddy assembled the high chair while Mommy laughed at his ineptitude and naughty words). Then, they lifted me up, dropped me in and strapped me up. It was kinda cool, I gotta say.

Then they wheeled me over to the dinner table, where, for the first time, the three of us sat as a family unit.

That was amazing.

When I'm old enough to drink some wine with them, then it's gonna be off the hizzy.