Ashlyn is finally ready for her highchair (we actually have one of those seats that hooks onto a normal chair for space saving reasons). So, what this means is, wahoo, I get to clean that old crusty, nasty thing from when Ambria used it last, probably 2+ years ago.
Hmm, let's just say it wasn't pretty. I gagged a few times and brown and black sludge spewed from the seams.
Good as new.
Ashlyn will never know the seat was a hand-me down from Ambria AND Mariah. Her sisters left her a thoughtful gift: 6 years of crumbs.