We decided to boot the high chair for now, and just go with this little portable chair. I think it suits her, and she gets to sit with us for dinner every night, like a real, live member of the fam. She definitely notices a difference, but I can't tell if she likes it or hates it. Hmph. It's kind of nice having her right on our level though, you know?
"Look at me, having dinner with Daddy! Now if I could just get Mommy to fill my plate with goldfish and raisins..."
"I'm being coy."
"You're funny, Mommy."