There was also some other good news. We were granted permission to put Braden in a forward facing car seat. We have had one sitting in a box since before Braden was born. Now we can get that plush, stylish Eddie Bauer chair out of its cardboard prison and into our car.
That means no more forcing a large kid into a small car seat. No more struggling to get the buckles snapped together over Braden's stomach. No more lugging that stupid car seat from car to car. No more keeping up with the bases for the seat. No more looking into a myriad of perfectly placed mirrors aligned at very precise angles to see Braden in his seat.
It means even more to Braden. Now he can see where we are going instead of where we have been.
