After two years of staring at the rear seat cushion, Little Smith has been liberated. It's a whole new world of cars and trucks and trees, and a great view of mama and dada. The first time he tried it, he loved it and smiled the whole trip (but I didn't have the camera). This is his second ride, and he was tired. I'd be tired too if I woke up at 4:30AM for no good reason on a Sunday... oh that's right, I did wake up at 4:30AM. Luckily, he had a little more leg room and stretched out to take a snooze. He's a natural with this forward facing bit.
(oh, and he's usually behind the passenger side, I just wanted to have a clear view for our first couple voyages).