Dad had to do a bit of watering this morning, and seeing he didn't want to put me in the sling he grabbed my rocking chair out of the cupboard (mum had packed it away with a few of my 'baby' things), strapped me in, and plonked me on the front verandah while he carted bucket load after bucket load of water.
I loved it.
There's lots to look at outside.
I managed to stretch my legs out and touch the ground, and if I leaned forward enough I could almost stand up, despite being strapped in the chair. Mum says I look a bit like a turtle - with the chair as my shell! Dad laughed when he saw me pull this move, and realised why mum packed the chair away in the first place.
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