While we were in Washington, way back in JULY, Ruston really enjoyed playing on my sister's old rocking chair. While he was doing so one day, my Papa came in and said he still had his old rocker, and would give it to Ruston if we wanted it. After a little bit of love and care from my mom (it had to be glued back together in a couple places), and hefty shipping bill, it made it here to Tennessee. Ever since, Ruston has been rocking in it constantly. He LOVES it. Great Papa's chair is getting good use!
We're still working on the whole NEED TO SIT thing... but he's getting better!
And he gets a bit crooked sometimes...
Most of the time he sits like this, and when we say "rocky rocky", he rocks with a HUGE smile on his face!
Papa said he thinks the chair is about 79 years old, because he thinks he got it for his second Christmas... which would be Christmas of 1930. I'm impressed with the condition it's in!
