You know those moments where you just want to press restart on the whole thing? I had one of those recently. I was throwing together our family meal, home on my own as I often am at dinner time. I was grilling green burgers for me and hubby, and chicken for fuss-pot Pebble, chopping up finger foods, steaming some veg and tossing a salad (in hindsight, yes I do see how ridiculously complicated I made this moment!). Rocky was tugging at my legs and Pebble was whining, “I’m HUNGRY!!!” every 0.27 seconds. When Pebble asks if we could eat outside I think, “Great idea! Let’s keep the mess outside!”
I drag Rocky’s high chair outside, quickly dust off a very neglected chair at the outdoor table setting and plop Pebble into it, then dash back inside to finish preparing dinner. Luckily our kitchen looks right out onto the back verandah, and with the window and door open I can see and hear the kids easily.
Then I hear Pebble scream, “SPIDER!!!”. She has an itsy bitsy spider on her chair. I pop outside, remove both the child and the spider from the chair and then think to check the chair thoroughly for any more spiders. That’s when I see the massive SPIDER NEST under the chair. EEEEEEEK!
I give up on the table but stubbornly persist with the al fresco dining idea. With dinner cooking (burning?) and two hungry kids attached to me I pull out the picnic rug and we set ourselves up under the lemon tree. I dash in and out of the house grabbing water, plates, cutlery, wipes, food, sauce, etc. Rocky towers over us in his high chair – finger foods and a crawling baby aren’t really picnic-rug-friendly. I get my first mouthful of food halfway to mouth when Pebble announces, “I don’t like this, I’m not going to eat it” and Rocky throws a piece of broccoli into my hair then sweeps the rest of his food onto the grass.
And. I. want. to. SCREAM!
But I don’t. Only because the neighbours might hear.
If I had stopped being so frantic for half a second I might have done a few things differently. But maybe not. I’m sure I’ll do something just as silly again and find myself at scream o’clock. Again. I know one thing though – next time we eat outside I won’t have to drag Rocky’s high chair with us. Because those lovely friends of mine at Fisher-Price have sent me the niftiest piece of baby gear, the Clean’n’Go Booster chair.
Since I received this chair I’ve been taking it with me wherever I go, especially when I know there might not be a high chair I can use. It’s come in so handy – at a children’s birthday party, at dinner at a friend’s house – and I was so frustrated when I forgot to bring it to mother’s group this week.
It love that it safely keeps my very mobile little guy secure while I feed him, and it makes it much easier for the food to get into his mouth and not just the floor. So far I’ve used it on outdoor chairs, indoor chairs and even clipped him in it right there on the picnic rug. The tray is easy to clip on and off, and is dishwasher safe. It also has a wipes holder built right into the back rest – how handy is that?!
Thanks to Fisher-Price I’m giving away one Clean’n’Go Booster Chair to one lucky Australian Octavia and Vicky reader. To enter simply leave a comment answering this question: