We have an incredibly comfortable recliner-style rocking chair in Jack's room. There is a lever to extend a footrest, but I could not get the chair to recline. I used to nurse him there, and before we switched to his twin bed, we read stories there. (Now we read them in his bed.) I've also spent many an hour sleeping there, and I can't tell you how I've longed for the back of the chair to recline, especially after an hour of trying to get comfortable in the middle of the night.
There was once an episode of Night Court where Bull took a Polaroid, and when it ejected, he said, "Rats, another blank one," and tore it up and threw it away.
"Bull," said Harry, "you have to wait for them to develop." Bull started at Harry, agape. "How long have you had that camera?" Harry asked.
Bull replied, "Nine years, eight vacations, two weddings, and my niece's birth."
I was reminded of that episode today when I discovered that the chair DOES recline.