Chair!

Josh wakes up at 4:45 a.m. this morning to get ready for work:
"Chair!"
Josh brushes his teeth last night and pops out of the bathroom:
"Chair!"
Josh rounds the corner last night after dinner:
"Chair!"
Josh sends me a text message with this picture today while I am at work:

Subject line: Gets me every time!

So the chair itself is LOUD (it scares me to think of how I will be able to design a living area to complement that pattern), but when you stick it in a tiny 600 sq. ft apartment, it SCREAMS.

Change is good, but Josh is thrown off every time he sees the chair, and has developed the habit of screaming "Chair!" back at it every time he turns the corner and remembers that we now have a chair, yes, a chair, in our entryway (IT DOES NOT FIT ANYWHERE ELSE!).

Depending on which I can pull off, I might end up putting one of these screaming objects in a guest bedroom :)