I refer to my high-low chair as my happy chair because that is where I get to eat. It is also a place where a lot of fun happens. I can try new things like try to feed myself by chewing on the other side of the spoon. I can forcefully remove Daddy’s hand from my cup so that I can freely take a drink and then throw the cup on the floor like viking. And I can rock, shake, clap, and have a good time in my happy chair!