Cracking the baby code

I am pretty sure that Baby Boone is trying to tell me that he's outgrown the high chair and would like to sit in a big-boy booster seat instead. One that can be hosed down with bleach or wiped clean with those nice little disinfecting wipes. Not one with a cloth cover that must be removed and laundered, thereby rendering the high chair inoperable for a while.

Or, he's just experiencing some gastric distress. Either way, it's pretty gross.