Last year when my little boy turned two and had officially moved into a *big boy* bed it was time to return the crib to my friend who had graciously lent it to me when my daughter was born four years before. That also meant I needed to return the glider that she had lent me. Boy, was it hard to give up that glider! My children both love to be rocked and we had spent hours upon hours in that glider with my feet propped up on the matching ottoman. But it really did need to go...
Thus began the search for a new rocker, because my little boy was really missing it. Since I love to go antiquing I decided to start there and before long found a great little rocker. It's from the Victorian era (or so the antique mall owner said). It has a low seat, no sides, a beautiful pressed wood back and is remarkably sturdy and comfortable.