A whole new chapter in car seating

Two weeks ago, we cheated and turned Isaac's car seat around a leetle early. Sue us. He met one of the criteria, being at least 23 pounds (according to our bathroom scale).


At first, Dad thought this was totally awesome, but now he rues the day because Isaac's unregulated gleeful shrieking is no longer muffled. Too bad, so sad, Dad, says I -- now I get to squeeze his precious little toes while we ride around, and I loves it.