Antiques Are Sometimes Better Admired Than Used

We paid a visit to Annie and Matilda's great great Grandmother's yesterday and had a nice family dinner that I didn't have to cook. We didn't bring a high chair with us, so I assumed that Annie would be sitting with me while we ate. Then my wife's Aunt Katy broke out her antique high chair/stroller/torture device. The chair has been in the family for forty years and is almost certainly older than that. I found some pictures of similar chairs from the early 1900's. One note: this high chair was cool to look at, but was dangerously unstable. I spent the whole meal with one hand balancing the chair and the other feeding mac and cheese to Annie.