I finally gave in (as did Dad) and picked up a kitchen tower for Stella. She never gets off of it. It's basically a big height adjustable platform to allow her to get up to the counter without falling, i.e. like she has off of every chair in the house. She helps with just about every meal, whether it's cutting, mixing, blending . . . and often chooses to eat up there as well. She picked the color of course.
We also have an art easel that hangs off of the back side of it. On this particular day Stella was painting for her captive audience, captive in part because she can't walk yet, but she is interested in her sister's goings-on.
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