The only thing I did was put my beloved son in his chair this evening. I only did it so that my son’s mother and I could have a nice relaxing evening meal. Was it truly my fault that the buckle on the chair happened to pinch the ever-living-poo out of my boy!? Caleb SCREAMED and cried and Allison said, “did you pinch him?” I looked down and there was the chubby little fat baby leg all mangled in the plastic buckle. I quickly unclasped the buckle, but it was too late. I’m sure my son is damage both physically and emotionally for the rest of his life. His future career as a mid-upper thigh model is ruined.
Below is a picture of Grandma with Caleb in the horrible chair. See how happy he was, those days are now gone forever…
Below is a picture of the evil and completely defective clasp. Picture a chubby baby leg pinched in the clasp. Can you feel Caleb’s pain!?
Below is a picture of the boo-boo on Caleb’s leg…
Below is a closer view of Caleb’s boo-boo…
2 comments:
That's it... we're coming back up there!! You can't put him in the chair without hurting him?! MEAN STEPHEN!! MEAN!!
The scariest part is the "ever-living poo" that was scared out of him! Oh my!
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