Since we’ve had our first grandchild, we have been, once again, collecting all the necessities for having a baby in the house. Once rid of high chairs, toys, playpens, strollers and the like, our house is now being taken over by them. Though most of these items have been picked up at second hand stores and are gently worn or we’ve found a good deal on them, we’ve decided that the high chair is going to something more along the lines of what we would typically purchase to fill our home. Yes sirre, we are looking for an antique one that has had generations of tiny little butts placed in it.
While out on one of our antiquing excursions, I started to take notice of other baby items in the shops. Most recently ~ baby buggies. It’s amazing how far they’ve come in the invention of these things. I guess I’d describe the transformation something along the lines of charming to contraption.
The ones of long ago conjure up long walks through the park with today’s versions, that have everything but the kitchen sink, are more a statement for strutting the malls. It’s like having the coolest car on the block. But then that’s just my opinion. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got one of the mid-range fancy versions and the steering in it is phenomenal. But there would be something more stylish and much more alluring about pushing our sweet little grandson along in one of the old school buggies.
Here are a couple of my favorites that we spotted along the way.
This one just says to me “let’s pack a picnic and head for the park.” Aesthetically, with its texture, curves and style, I’d base a room off this one.
This low rider with its stouter lines, is the coupe of baby buggies. (Not sure, but it may just be for baby dolls. Pretty awesome all the same.)
And this sweet one, would be the Model T.
Now as for that new, quite old high chair we were searching for. Well, we’ve seen some pretty cool ones. Like the Victorian era ones that convert into rocking seats. Or the ones with the built in potty chairs. Not so sure I want to encourage simultaneous eating and pooping at the table. But, so far this is the one I keep coming back to. It’s one from the late 1800’s and I adore the lines, color and patina of it. I do believe plenty of been spoiled while sitting upon this chair. I just might have to make my grand kids the next generation to get use of it.