I have this big boy....

...{named Samuel} who doesn't want to sit in his high chair anymore. The fabulous wood highchair that I found at a garage sale last spring for only $25.  The chair that's perfect in our kitchen. Well, was perfect in our kitchen.

Now, it just sits vacant in the corner .

Samuel has decided he's now big. And in being big he wants to sit at the bench and eat with the big boys. He calls them all bwo-thers.

{yes, sometimes we use paper plates...}

I kind of wish he didn't want to grow up so fast. But, he watches them and wants to be just like them. That highchair? According to him it has no place in our kitchen anymore.

So he sits at the table where his oldest brother, Brennan, loves to take care of him. He lets Samuel know just how proud he is of him -- and won't let those stained hands touch his cool Star Wars shirt.

So now we let him sit on the bench.

He's still my baby. :) Even though he's a big boy.

With a very-very-very messy face.

Curious about dinner?  It was barbequed chicken on the grill, quartered baby-red potatoes tossed with olive oil, dill and garlic and then roasted, and grilled roma tomatoes dusted with parmesan cheese.