Thanks to Grammy and Boppa, Jack has a shiny new high chair. And buying a high chair in Kyiv is an adventure* in and of itself.
Katherine had her eye on a specific one. The fancy pants Scandinavian brand Stokke. Problem is, it's only sold at a few places. So I got on the phone and tracked one down and we were off. Metro to Petrivka and a kids store at a mall. We got there in no time and thought we'd just stroll in, grab the chair and be on our way. Turns out, things are not that easy. We were to get the floor model. It needed to be taken apart.
30 minutes later and the guy had it ready for us, all wrapped up and in a...large plastic bag. No box. Could we get a box? No.
Did you include the instructions in our, um, bag? No, there are no instructions.
So we went back to look at another floor model so I could get an idea of what went where.
Then we went to pay. 20 minutes later, we received our receipt.
That done, we headed home and went to work putting it together.
Jack was a good assistant.
The finished product...not bad.
*Yes, my idea of what constitutes an actual adventure has been somewhat tempered. However, we will have a different type of adventure in late April/early May when we head to Slovenia, Croatia and Montenegro. We'll visit friends in Ljubljana and Zagreb, then meet up with Kim and Matt (last seen here on the blog dancing on tables and settling disputes with Rock-Paper-Scissors New Years Eve 2005 in Koh Chang) in Dubrovnik and into Montenegro. Very fun.