On Your Bum

This is my heirloom toddler table. Side question - how old does something have to be to be considered an heirloom? If you ask my mother, the table isn't that old. It was, after all, hers as a child. Either way, Lily is now the third generation to use this table. And she uses it every day; snacks, coloring, legos, a changing table for Bee-Bee and Dolly, you get the picture. However, she is too short to simply back in to a chair and sit down. She first climbs up and positions herself to squat in the chair, usually holding on to the table. Although, I fear she is becoming more and more confident in her abilities to climb. She then crouches in the chair pulling one foot out at a time. Unfortunately, this has turned into a sort of game; which I loathe. She climbs up and stands in her chair and asks, "On bum?" To which I reply, "Sit down on your bottom" or "On your bum." If I don't answer right away she asks again . . . and again . . . and again. She will not sit down until I acknowledge her. Today the charade was followed by raspberries and Winne The Pooh.