Last weekend we had a monumental turnaround in our household. We turned Leah’s car seat around, so she’s facing forward like a big girl.
She loved it, whooping and shrieking all the way into town and looking back and forth between Scott and me in a way that said, “So THAT’S what you’ve been doing up there all this time!” She never stopped smiling.
She was excited, yes, but I was thrilled. I’ve always (as in, long before Leah was even a glimmer in our minds or a bump in my belly) had this vision in my mind of being able to look toward the back seat of my car and see the sweet face of my child looking back at me. Now, after more than a year of seeing her only in a tiny little warped mirror, my vision is finally a reality. I love it.
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awww...that is so sweet :)
How exciting! I don't even have a mirror to look at Noelle in because there's nothing to attach it to! I just reach back and stick my hand in her face to make sure she's still breathing when she's really quiet. I can't WAIT to face her forward, even though I know that they say the longer you can face them backward the better.
I know she's loving it!
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