Sometimes I feel for my dh. It’s got to be hard for him to always be tripping those size 12s over a booster seat here, a harnessed car seat there. I try to keep them out of the way, but our house has no storage. All of my unused and expired seats are in my ds’s walk-in closet (’cause yeah, like he uses it for clothing ); there are about 6 seats and parts of boosters in there.
I waited patiently for dh to come home from work the other day and change out of his suit. I was truly afraid the UPS delivery, in combination with the box I already had, would send him over the edge, but he seemed to handle it well, no?