She's three years old and can ride her bike without training wheels. She's potty trained. She's going to school. I think those all pretty much qualify her as a big girl. But whenever anyone looks at her and says, "You're getting so big Casey!" she tells them, "I got a new carseat!" Besides a few pairs of her shoes, I don't think she's ever been as enthusiastic about something.
It's a booster seat with a high back (that can be removed some day) and you could say it's Casey's prized possession. A couple weeks ago when Pat put her in the car seat he deemed her too big for it and said she needed a new one. Casey didn't need any convincing so we headed out to the store to get one.
I think Casey has mentioned it to at least 15 people that she got a new carseat...family friends, neighbors, teachers at school. The old carseats have been relegated to the attic for now although they'll eventually be purged before we move again. It's a big change from the first three months of her life when it was more likely than not that she was going to cry for the duration of the carride!