Another at the table 

Today I assembled the new one. And when I was done, I adjusted Ollie’s too. It wasn’t hard or anything. But when I put the two side by side, I felt this wave of emotion overcome me.

Maybe it was seeing how much Ollie’s chair looks like an adult’s and feeling like he’s growing up so fast already.

Or maybe it’s seeing Ascher finally have a place at the table, like he’s a real person now, a real addition to the family.

I didn’t expect something so pedestrian as a high chair to evoke such strong feelings. But then again, that’s what motherhood has been like, taking me by surprise time and time again.

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