After we finished in the store, we headed out to the car, which was in a prime parking spot, and started to unload our goods. I started the car and lastly went to lift the infant carrier into the car but couldn't get it off the grocery cart. I tried and tried to lift but it was stuck. It seems the front wire of the cart that fit so perfectly into the groove on the bottom of the seat, now, wouldn't let me remove my child from the cart! How embarrassing. While I struggled to manipulate the carrier from one side and the other, cars were patiently waiting for my prized parking spot. I moved the cart closer to the front of the car so I wasn't fully on display to determine my next mode of attack on the cart. Meanwhile, little Ryan is sound asleep in the carrier.
I could slide it a few inches from left to right but could not, for the life of me, get the seat to lift off the cart. I ran into a friend while we were in the store, a mother of two - so I grabbed my phone and called her to see if she was still in the store or even better, on her way out. Surely she would have faced this at some point raising two babies already. No answer.
In one final attempt, I pulled the lever that releases the carrier from the base in the car and the seat lifted right out. Seems these seats are indeed made for those carts and click in just as if they were in the car. Who knew?!I imagine the next few months are going to be full of these realizations and discoveries.
Never be afraid to laugh at yourself, after all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century.
-Dame Edna Everage
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