Tripp Trapp is well-named. We fell into the... er... you know, of buying one for our first child: 'It's so good... it grows with the child... your baby can join you when you sit down for dinner... blah blah.' My brain must have been taking a day off. Babies eat all the time, and hardly ever at exactly the same time as adults. Plus on the rare occasions that my husband and I actually sat at the table to eat it was when everyone else was asleep.
The Tripp Trapp doesn't fold up, so when people come round for dinner (admittedly rare chez nous in baby days), there it is, telling them what an idiot you are. It's really heavy and cumbersome. Oh, and how many times did we both used to stub our toes on the horizontal floor bars and scream and dance around the room on one leg?
Comfortable, mm, not sure about that. My eldest refused to sit on it as soon as he was old enough to make a choice. Why should he, when he could sit on a real chair with a comfy booster?
By the last child, I chucked the thing out (I am lying; I sold it to someone unsuspecting, using the marketing guff that was used to sell it to me in the first place) and bought a nice wipe-down comfy highchair with an easy to clean, removable tray, that was also light and foldable so easy to reposition and have him near me wherever I was, and easy to hide behind a door if necessary. Bonus: I didn't have to spend hundreds of pounds extra on souping it up with a 'baby set', 'safety harness', 'meal tray'. What a total con. I am still kicking myself (but it doesn't hurt as much as stubbing my toe daily on those effing horizontal floor bars - did I mention that?)