Thirty-three years ago Mike made this little wooden rocking chair for our oldest son Casey on his first birthday. You have never seen a little boy so happy to receive a gift, nor a Dad so happy to give one.
Stacks of books kept Casey happy for hours on this little chair, and it rocked him contentedly as he watched Sesame Street and waited for his Dad to get home.
In a couple of days we will welcome our first grandson into the world, and I know a proud grandpa will be shaping, sanding, and staining again for a little boy’s delight.

