8 years ago you came into our lives.
Fisher-Price Ocean Wonders Healthy Care High Chair.
You were around for a lot of firsts.
First solid food…
First haircut.
First birthdays…
You even managed an appearance on a second birthday.
You were there for family meals.
And celebrations.
You tolerated the kids covering you with stickers.
And spaghetti.
And yogurt.
You stood by through the yogurt hangovers.
Eventually, we had to get rid of your cover…
But still, you were there.
Ready for more abuse.
For pudding.
And more yogurt.
And when you weren’t being abused, you provided a safe place for a nap.
Eventually, we just dumped on you.
Not giving you much love or respect.
You spent your last days holding potatoes, books, lunchboxes.
Whatever.
And then,
without much thought,
or a proper send-off,
you were removed.
Now, in the spot where you once sat, there is a big hole.
Along with another one.
Inside my heart.
Because when you walked out that door,
well,
so did my little babies.
Now that you are gone,
I miss you.
A lot.
Thank you for the memories.
And thank you for taking such good care of my babies, Ocean Wonders.
I know you are just a stupid high chair,
but you were a big part of our lives,
and I will never, ever forget you.
That one hit home…
That was super sweet. Even for a high chair tribute. 🙂
🙂 I almost cried…over a highchair!
I can’t believe I just cried over a high chair.
I know how you feel. My husband has asked multiple times…can we get rid of the highchair? I am still holding on to it. It is the last sign of a baby in the house. My lame excuse is that it a good spot for #1’s backpack.
Oh how this brought back memories. We moved away from the place that will always be “home” almost 3 years ago. We moved ourselves with 2 UHauls and needless to say… a good amount of my life just wouldn’t fit. One of the things that stayed behind, on the curb, was the Jenny Lind highchair that had been there for all of my babies for more than 25 years. It broke my heart 🙁
I believe that mothers tend to hold on to things that have belonged to their kids because in some way this is their method to keep them close to them. Maybe it is their way to handle the growth of their children. They reject the fact that someday their kids will have to leave and make their own life, therefore they keep these type of things close to them because they resist the pass of time.