A Boy and His Chairs

We moved into our home almost 8 years ago. When we did, we bought a large kitchen table with 8 chairs to accommodate all 7 of us. They looked something like this. Within the first year, Josiah broke all 8 chairs.

Fortunately, they were all replaced FREE of charge before the year was out. Unfortunately, Josiah continued to break chairs.There is something about the sound of things crashing to the tile floor that fascinates him. Or maybe he just likes to test his strength.  I’m not really sure.

Slowly, we began replacing chairs on an as needed basis.

Eventually, we decided padded chairs would be a better solution. And, for a little while, they were.  But, in time, Josiah managed to destroy those as well. His incessant bouncing wore down the fabric.  Padded chairs break after repeatedly being hurled to the floor, just like the plain wooden ones. So, we figured we would out smart this kid.

We bought a large padded bench seat for one side of the table.  It seats 3. The idea was, out of sight, out of mind.

If we tucked the bench seat under the table where Josiah wouldn’t see it, he would forget about it and leave it alone. It worked.  He rarely messes with the bench seat. However, he still had chairs on 3 sides of the table to destroy. And, he did.

For the past year or so, we have limped through with chairs in various stages of destruction. Josiah’s chair for the longest time has looked like this.

Last week I bought new chairs in 2 different styles. Nobody liked them.

our-barstool-chairsJosiah-s-bar-stool-chair

Jesse said they were chairs for getting haircuts. Rick said the metal base crashing to the ground might break the tile floor. So, the chairs went back.

Now we have these. Except ours still have the price tags hanging off of them.  We’re not sure we can commit to these yet, because, Josiah picks them up and tosses them aside with ease.

That’s it.  I am done. This chair game is getting old and I am plum out of ideas.

Short of bolting the chairs to the floor, I don’t know what else to do.  Or so I thought. If you know me at all, you know I never give up. We will give these bench seats just a little while longer.

And then, I’m cutting the tables legs down to a few inches and we will eat like this.

 

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