Once again, David has seemed increasingly bored with his entertainment options. He's the kind of baby that seems to think he's a grown person, just trapped in a tiny little body. His new high chair here provides him with a place to sit that's at regular-people height, so he can give orders, voice complaints, and ponder the great questions of life with a little more dignity.
Here he is, thinking deep thoughts. Like, "Why are these people so noisy?" and "Gosh, I hope I get some teeth in soon so I can eat me up some donuts."
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