Owen is not the world's best sitter, in case you are wondering. He does not see the point in sitting propped up somewhere when there are two perfectly good adults in the house who could be carrying him about. If we play our cards right, we can get him to sit in his catapult seat for about ten minutes before all hell breaks loose. Lately, however, he has been a bit more inclined to humor us by sitting in his bumbo seat for a few minutes. Here is such a session, documented:
See? It's not so bad! He's even willing to give us a smile.
And an enthusiastic "guh!"
And here he is wondering why this damn buggy has no wheels?! How is he supposed to move forward in an unwheeled buggy?!
He gives up trying to move forward and instead admires his elephant footwear:
As well he should.