Just a quick post today. I installed the car seats on Monday, which was rather odd in and of itself. Later that day, I drove to the store alone. It was a beautiful day and I had the windows down while music was blaring perhaps a bit too loudly. A couple in a big ol' SUV pulled up next to me, looked over in the back seat and gave me a nasty look. So I got my first "you're a bad parent" glare, I guess, as they probably thought the babies were having their eardrums blasted out of their heads...or maybe it was because I was playing Outkast. In any case, I love that I was judged so quickly and sternly before they were even born. I wager I have a lifetime to grow accustomed to this.