A long, long, long time ago (back when I turned 1), my grandma (Gram) gave me a rocking chair. As a matter of fact, each one of my cousins got a rocking chair when they turned 1…it was the tradition.
The rocking chair was the perfect size. Small enough for a 1 year old to navigate and big enough for a 4-5 year old to sit in as well. My brother and I used to sit in our chairs all the time…as you can see here, we were master chess players at a very young age:
My parents, who are wonderful at keeping family heirlooms (and family junk…including “art” created by a 5 year old version of myself), have held onto our rocking chairs all these years.
Guess who discovered them recently? That’s right, the one and only Abigail.
It only took her a couple tries to master climbing into the chair, turning around to sit on her bottom, and rock the chair back and forth. She LOVES it.
So with my parents upcoming move back to Atlanta (where they’ll be taking the rocking chairs so the grand-kids can play with them when they visit), we decided it was time to find Abigail her very own child size rocking chair.
I did one quick search on Etsy and I could barely believe my eyes when I saw the SAME EXACT rocking chair listed for sale. I didn’t even hesitate…I purchased the chair from a shop called Cascade Thieves and within 4 days, the rocking chair showed up at our door.
The best part was that it just so happened to show up when Kiki & Gappy were dropping some food off at our apartment so they were able to witness the unveiling (and take pictures!).
I think we have a very happy rocking chair owner…