Since the advent of Little Man sitting up, I decided it was time he move out of the car seat and into the front of the cart on shopping trips. Nana got him a handy cover that goes over shopping carts and restaurant high chairs, so on our last trip to Whole Foods, we left the car seat in the car and I plopped him into the front of the cart. I wasn't sure how he was going to react, so I had a very short list and was prepared to fly out of the store in the event of a meltdown.
I had nothing to worry about. Little Man adored sitting up in the cart and looking around at everything. He enjoyed it so much that I took another couple of laps around the store. He flirted with everyone who came near us, and made his words at all the pretty colors, shapes and smells. Since then we have taken several trips in the cart, and each time he has seemed to enjoy it more.
The only downside of our new shopping arrangement is that it is now easier for other people to touch him. When he was strapped in his car seat, people had to really work to get their germy hands on him. Now--much like his small town Mama--he makes eye contact and grins at everyone. And people find his mop top of curls absolutely irresistible. I imagine I'll be having the "stranger danger" talk with him sooner rather than later.
Another step to independence. Before long he'll be sitting in those shopping carts shaped like a car, and then he'll be running up and down the aisles ahead of me, helping his Mama pick out groceries. It's funny how the little changes make you think of the big picture.
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