The doctor says once I hit 20 pounds, Mommy and Daddy can start putting me in a big-girl car seat -- you know, the kind that faces forward. Until then, I'm stuck in the baby seat/carrier you see here. Yes, I'm totally spilling out of it -- at my one-year checkup, I learned I'm in the 25th percentile for weight (i.e., heavier than 25% of little girls my age) and in the 75th percentile for length. I'm long and lean! But that doesn't stop Daddy from taking me bowling.
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