Impressed. Briefly.

When my daughter was an infant, she rode in my car once.

Since then, every ride has been in my wife’s car.

No room for babies and car seats with the golf clubs and golf shoes and bucket of range balls that populate my back seat. 

Until today.

When she got into the newly-installed car seat today, she  looked around, smiled and said, “Nice car, Daddy.”

About three minutes later, she looked like this.