Abby finally reached the 20 pound mark so we ordered her a new, front-facing carseat. She sat in it, had her babies sit in it, climbed on it and had an all-out good time. It was a big hit...while it was in the house. It didn't have quite the same awesome-factor in the car. During her first ride, she was fussing. I turned and asked her if she was in her big girl chair. She said "yeah" and stop whining for a minute. She wanted her chair to be special, but her dislike for being in the car won out in the end and the fussing continued. Dang!