This is one of my favorite post-baby transitions: from baby carrier to front facing carseat. They spend a whole year watching where we have already traveled, and there is just something great about looking back there and making eye contact. Although there's not much eye contact happening, since he is busy staring out the window he's finally tall enough to see through.
As if that's not enough, Tucker kept reaching across to his little brother, saying, "Hand? Hand? Hand?"
That may not last long, but I'll take what I can get. For now, they love riding beside one another, and there were no arguments of my-side-your-side-quit-breathing-on-me-quit-looking-at-me-Mom-he's-bothering-me.
I'll take it.