Wednesday, March 16, 2011

The Magical Letter O

I am picky about car seats.
My experience with the EMS field has made me a serious believer in the importance of safe car seats.
I am willing to sell minor or extra organs if I have to to finance the purchase of the very, very safest car seat there is.
Unfortunately, this car seat has been sold out of everywhere for gosh-darn ever.  And if this baby ever decides to be born, She'll need that car seat so we can get Her home with us.
I had a terrible time finding this thing.  I finally found an online store that said they had them in stock, only to order, get a receipt, and then a three word email the next day: "out of stock".
I finally called the ONLY other company I could find that claimed to have this car seat, and luckily seemed to have struck a gold mine and found not only what appears to be the LAST Recaro Signo G2 in America (they had exactly one left) but also the ONLY decently helpful customer service representative.  Maybe on earth. 
If you are in the market for a car seat, I seriously recommend you get one from this website, because they are awesome there.  I also recommend this elusive car seat, which far exceeds US safety standards and is often referred to as the "ferrari of car seats".  It is made by the same company that manufactures the safety seats in race cars. The kind that go careening around constantly on the brink of disaster.  If you have ever been in a vehicle with me at the wheel, you know that the experiences are not dissimilar. So, since I will be the primary Jeeves to Little Miss's limousine, it really was vital that this car seat be found. 
Before I found the Last Awesome Car Seat and the Last Good Customer Service Rep, I was getting fairly frustrated with my quest for this thing.  I was questing about on my laptop, when Little One observed my unhappiness:

C: "This is becoming silly".  

Little One: "Oh! Oh no mamma, what matter? Sompin wrong you momma?"

She settled Herself in my lap, between me and the computer screen, and studied us both.

Little One: "Here, let me see.  Hm.  Ok.  Ok, don't worry mommy! Little One, help you! Little One help you, yes ma'am!  Look mommy see!"

She very carefully, very specifically, pressed the letter "O" on my keyboard.

Little One: "See! See mommy, there 'go!"

She cupped my chin in Her hands and looked at me reassuringly.

Little One: "See mommy. Little One just, just push a button, make it ever-thing, all better!!! Now ok momma? You don't worry?" 

It was amazing.  All She had to do was push a button.  And like magic, even though my problem wasn't solved, I tell you I did feel all better.

And now I have one fantastic car seat, one fantastic kid, and one more of each on the way. 

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