We turned the carseat around today. That's a milestone in parenting if I ever heard one. Do you know how much easier it is to put a child in a carseat when their legs can dangle freely? Or how much less fussing is involved when a child can see a parent at all times?
But that's not all that happened this weekend.
Mazzy rode the big kid swing. And was allowed to climb unaccompanied to the top of the tall slide.
She was so good at these things that I wonder if we could have been doing them for months— if we had not been so busy researching medical journals for ways to keep Mazzy frozen in time, of course.
Now. I rarely do straight up reviews but in this case I made an exception because I REALLY REALLY WANTED ONE. Can you blame me? You should have seen the stir this thing caused at the playground. Even Padma checked it out. (She also complimented Mazzy on her shoes so I am very close to having incredible influence on Top Chef decision-making.)
The 4-in-1 trike ($99) has four stages so you can literally use it from 9 months to 5 years. First as a stroller, then a steering trike, then a learning-to-ride trike and finally a classic trike. The disturbing thing is that after Mike put the whole thing together, we realized he had to take half of it apart because Mazzy is already well into Stage 2 and possibly Stage 3.
Nice people at Radio Flyer— WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME????
But before I get to Mazzy's love of the tricycle (a love that waxes and wanes depending on how badly she wants to be carried), I'd like to discuss "the putting together of the very exciting toy" experience.
WHAT I WANTED TO HAPPEN: I told Mike to put together the trike after Mazzy went to bed so we could use it first thing the next morning. You don't have to be a seasoned parent to understand that having a child present (read: waiting) during "the putting together of the very exciting toy" is a recipe for disaster.
WHAT HAPPENED: Mike insisted on watching an episode of the painfully boring Boardwalk Empire. Then he fell asleep on the couch.
I think a video will describe the situation best. Keep in mind that the actual "putting together of the very exciting toy" was about 25x longer.
In summary, Mazzy loved the trike, Mike didn't seem any more exhausted than normal after putting it together, and it attracted many envious stares from both parents and their kids on the streets of NYC.
Plus, the playground is about four blocks away and since Mazzy hates her stroller, I usually end up carrying her the whole way there. The bike has made the trip easier and much more fun for both of us.
Now tell me. What exactly am I dealing with here? Because I am having a very hard time looking at this picture of Mazzy and calling her my baby.
Radio Flyer sent me the 4-in-1 trike for review but they did not pay me for this post and the thoughts and opinions are totally my own. FYI- if I am sent something for a review or giveaway and I don't like it, I don't post about it.