A Chair That’s Just the Right Size

One of L’s aunts bought him something from IKEA for Christmas. He’s getting more use and enjoyment out of it than Pam and I thought he would. He’ll sit contentedly in it for 10-15 minutes while he watches his farm videos–he has to keep in touch with his farm roots somehow. L also has at least one bruise courtesy of the chair. He was sitting in the chair, leaning over the front of it to get something that had fallen on to the floor when the back of the chair lifted up and dumped him over the front. He hit his head on the ottoman on his way down.