Yes, that's right, another chair has catastrophically failed under the inexorable pull of gravity on my butt. Although, this time it was not solely my doing.
We have a pair of studio chairs (with the canvas seats) out on our front porch. A few weeks ago, in an effort to see in our front window, Sophie tried standing up on the chair and poked through the canvas in one or two places. The punctures weren't that big and were obnoxious more than anything. Well, a few nights ago, I was out on the porch while I let Sophie out in the yard. After sitting in the chair for a few minutes, enjoying the nice evening, the chair gives out from under me. Sweet. Thinking the same thoughts as last time, I get up and Sophie and I go in for bed.
The Best part was that a few days later, Vivian, my Mom, and Colette were on the porch with the kids. One of them noticed the chair. Viv explained that Sophie had broken it. Shortly thereafter, Marielle interrupted and said something along the lines of, "No, Daddy broke it."
6 years ago

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