The cars are making ever-increasing trips into odd places. They used to end up in my Tupperware and baking dishes, but I found two tucked under the blankets on my side of the bed the other evening, and some in the broiler drawer yesterday.
Today marked the final stand against the highchair. Jaxon now refuses to sit in it, and will move his food from the highchair tray to the kitchen table so he can sit there now.
Jaxon, sitting at the "big boy" table a few weeks ago. Pardon the laundry in the background.