Perryn rides in his Jeep

Yes, Perryn has a Jeep.

More specifically, it's a Jeep-brand baby carrier. You know, one of those contraptions that let you carry your baby around on your front. They're supposed to be all the rage among the less-than-one-year-old crowd. So, I strapped him in the other day, expecting him to enjoy every minute of it.

It didn't go so well. He threw a fit immediately upon insertion.

Maybe being upright was just too much for him. Maybe he's still a little too small for it (you'll note that his face is kind of smooshed up against my chest.) Or maybe he just hadn't settled down after the diaper changing session.

Anyway, not to be discouraged, we tried it out a second time yesterday. He still seemed a little unsure about the whole thing, but he didn't resist too much.

And so the final test came last night when we strapped in for a third time and then took a walk around the neighborhood. He settled in just fine, and napped through most of the walk. So, we judge the baby carrier to be a success. But, yeah, he still needs to grow into it a bit.

Oh ... and there's one more side story to this baby carrier. I came home from work one day several months ago, and Rachelle handed me a present, all wrapped up. I opened it up, and found a baby carrier. That was how she told me she was pregnant.