The little dude was not too sure at first. I can't say I blame him. We tried to make sure he had all the comfort items imaginable within his reach, Sophie, his silky quilt, and who knows what else since the kids kept bringing him toys, yet all he really wanted to do was chew on the ends of the seat belt straps.
They went for a quick spin around the apartments and while it may be difficult to know what was going on in Tate's little mind, it's pretty clear how Jim felt about it.
So we all loaded up and went for a quick spin around the block. I even managed to pull my phone out for a pic without falling to my mortal peril.
Somehow at the end he managed to flash a little smile. Here's to a new world of family outing possibilities! This is going to be fun.