You don't have a rocking chair, do you? Noooooooo.......
Off to the local antique store to pick up a rocking chair for the wee little lass coming for a visit. Just like Goldilocks, I had to find a chair that was JUST right. One was too small, another just plain ugly, and yet another too rickety. Finally, I found a misfit that was just creaky enough to be at home in our old house.
And yes , it came already upholstered in my favorite black pleather! :@
Here are some shots of the little babe that got to take it for a test run.
Finley. Just starting to coo.
Peacefully sleeping strapped to Mama in her Moby.
She loved her kitchen sink bath!
Counting the days 'till our next visit. We miss you already!