Wednesday, September 2, 2009

The "Mommy Chair" is gone.

Sigh...I know it is just a "thing", but I still feel sad when I look in the corner of my living room, and my chair is gone.  We had to put it down after its leg got broken.  Here's how it happened.

I was carrying Ian and walking into the living room to sit with him while he drank his before-bed milk.  Unfortunately for both the chair and me, I didn't see one of the boys trucks lying in wait for me.  I tripped on it and totally lost my balance.  I was walking/falling directly towards the windows and couldn't stop myself, but I did manage to rotate so that I fell into my chair and not the windows.  Wow, that was close!  Ummm, what was that odd noise?  OH NO!  The Mommy Chair is broken!  It is beyond repair, and lists dangerously at an angle.  Can't leave it in the house - the boys love to sit in it and rock and spin and....just not safe anymore.  So out onto the patio it goes until our next trip to the dump. 

So now I have to search, again, for the perfect chair.  I guess that is a lot better than falling into the window while holding Ian and both of us being hurt.  It would have been bad, so I am grateful to the Mommy Chair for sacrificing itself.  I'll let you know when I find its replacement. 

1 comment:

  1. OH NO!!! So sorry to hear of the Mommy Chair's demise! I know how much you loved sitting in that chair. I remember holding Joey in that chair -- it was so comfy! Do keep us posted on the search for a new chair. Sure do miss you and the boys (yes, Bernie too!) Talk to you soon! Love ya, Chris