When Rachel was about three, she was in daycare with Miss Rita. She didn't like it much...in fact, I would say she pretty much hated it. I kept thinking that I should look for another place but the day care center at work was supposed to open imminently...for about a year.
One day we picked her up from Miss Rita's (she came running to us when she saw us saying, "I thought I would never see you again!") and took her home, having a nice chat on the drive home about Sesame Street characters and such. When we got into the house, she got a box of Ritz crackers and trotted into the dining room, where I was sitting and looking at my mail. She said, "Mom, I want to tell you something..." as she clambered up into a chair. She got all settled down in her chair and I asked her what she wanted to tell me. "Well," she said, sort of looking around the room musingly, "not many big people or children have ever sat in these chairs."