The big girl chair

So, sometimes when Eleanor wants to tell me she's unhappy with something, she goes on a hunger strike until I figure out what it is. This week, she did her very best little Gandhi impression and ate next to nothing for two days. Instead of eating at the table, she would whine and cry and scream at the top of her lungs all the way through mealtime. Well, last night, I noticed that the screaming started just as I was putting her in her high chair. So, being the smart mom that I am (seriously, this took me two whole days to figure out), I thought, "Hmmm, perhaps she doesn't like sitting in the high chair anymore." I recalled this post over at 3 Carrs that I had seen last week, and thought I'd give the booster seat (yet another hand-me-down from my awesome friend Ashley) a try. Immediate success!! Eleanor LOVED it! There were no tears, AND she ate like a champ- half an avocado, mandarin oranges, and green beans.

The booster seat is actually on top of a very large phonebook due to the fact that my child has apparently reached her maximum height at twenty-eight and a quarter inches and couldn't see the table from her new seat.

Here are some pictures of my little babydoll enjoying her delicious Soynut Butter sandwich at lunchtime.