Chair of 3 Generations of Shockley's

When I was little, my father gave me a little wooden rocking chair that was his when he was a child. It was something I sat in and used for years until I got too big for it. It sat in our living room near the fire place and I dragged it all over the house to sit in it (and even outside as the picture below shows). Back in October I thought Scarlet was about the right size for it, so I retrieved the chair from our attic storage, cleaned it up, and presented it to her one day. She sat right down in it and has been using it ever since just like her Daddy did - dragging it around and using it where and when she likes. I think her favorite thing is sitting watching cartoons in our bedroom in the mornings while Mama and Da-da finish getting ready for work! :)

Scarlet's Da-Da's Da-Da's chair.

"I like to move it around and look cute behind it!"

Ah, cartoons and bunny - life is good!

"I'm ready to go to school this morning Da-Da!"

Scarlet's Da-Da at 7 months in the chair.

Summer of 1968 - Scarlet's Da-Da at just about 3 years old watching his Da-Da prepare our Roanoke VA backyard for grass seeding.