I kept a friend’s baby for the evening. After several minutes fiddling with the carseat (and by fiddling I mean yelling “this worked two minutes ago!!”) I got everything locked in and ready to go. When I finally slid into the driver’s seat and looked in my rearview mirror, the thought hit me:

I swear I thought I had ten more years before I had this kind of view.

Ps. I drove 7 mph the whole way.