We went to Design Without Repercussions last weekend as part of a trip to the Cities (I know, I know! We called NONE of you!). What a great store. I want it all. They were also so kind to the kids, and didn't act like we were totally outrageous for deciding to reproduce and then bring the fruits of our labor into a store. Maybe we looked rich, or something. And maybe the free food -- cheese, crackers, mini rolls, fruit and orange juice, kept the kids in line.
They were fine with the kids sitting on the expensive furniture, and the kids, it must be said, were pretty good. But when John was sitting in this chair:
...the clue-in came.
"What a funny chair!" John said as Maia crawled underneath and stuck her head through the hole -- excuse me, the negative space.
"Isn't that fun?" the owner said. "I bet that chair costs more than you would guess."
"Ten thousand dollars!" said John, not one to be proven wrong.
"Well, no," she said. "But it is seven thousand."
Time to get off the chair.