Tuesday, December 05, 2006
It's cold outside!
Here's my big girl in her nice coat and hat (not the usual coat and hat that has progressively turned the lining from pink to grey).
It's still hard to keep a hat on her, but she's getting better. We are on our way to a nearby restaurant to meet MIL and SIL. Kitten proceeds to charm the people in the booth behind us, as usual (she tends to work each table until at least one person at each will play with her). As we are getting them dressed to leave and Kitten has her coat and hat on, the man in the booth says, "I didn't think she could get any cuter, but she just did." How's that for outside validation that your kid is as cute as you think she is?
And here's my Meimei in her bunny hat (which was Kitten's last year and is still bit big).
We will be lucky if Meimei makes it in the infant seat until Christmas. Her shoulders are already level with the top setting on the restraints. How do people keep their kids in infant seats until they are almost 1? Do they not care that they are unsafe if their shoulders are above the belt? And how do they continue to carry them? They get awfully heavy in those dumb seats, which add about 5 pounds.
But, oh, aren't they cute?
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4 comments:
Those pix are WAY cute - especially smiley Kitten!
Pumpkin still fit no problem (the petite little thing) in her infant seat at 8 months when we left, but since it wasn't going to be a whole lot longer, we brought over a bigger one (that we could use forward or rearward facing) instead of that one. I totally agree with you on the heavy thing though!
I heart the bunny hat! Too cute!
Attila lasted until nearly 9 months in hers- but she is also a petite little thing, and her length is all in her legs rather than her torso. In fact, we could still be hauling her around in there since she is *just* below the limits, but I can't imagine hauling that thing around!
The extra hand in the Meimei pic is Kitten? Isn't it great when they help?
Both are longer in the torso than the legs (obviously from their father). Bummer, dude. It means they have to be in a convertible seat before they can sit up by themselves in high chair in a restaurant. Meaning one of us (at let's not lie, it's me) has to hold her if we go anywhere.
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