Last week it became clear that although I wish I was outgrowing the mom-car, as long as I willingly fall on the sword of looking after Hazel and Fallon while Holly works, I am not outgrowing the mom-car. There in the middle row of my van is Hazel’s car seat and the base for Fallon’s infant seat. That’s it, that’s all. As for Daniel, well Daniel is back in the third row and he is more than fine with that as long as he doesn’t have to sit next to Hazel…girl germs, you know.
But wait. That is not the end of the car seats stuffed into the mom-car. Not by a long shot.
No…no one else is pregnant around the Big Top. Definitely not. Actually with the start of the new year, California Vehicle Restraint law will change. Currently the law is as follows:
Children *MUST* be secured in an appropriate child passenger restraint (safety seat or booster seat) IN THE BACK SEAT OF A VEHICLE until they are at least 6 YEARS OLD or weigh at least 60 pounds.
But beginning January 1, 2012 the law will be:
Children *MUST* be secured in an appropriate child passenger restraint (safety seat or booster seat) IN THE BACK SEAT OF A VEHICLE until they are at least 8 YEARS OLD or 4′ 9″ in height.
Anyone following Daniel’s growth, or lack thereof knows what this means. Yup, the boy will be back in a booster seat.
The funny thing is here is where I, the PTA reject, the sub-par cheer mom, the all around bad mom for reasons far too many to list suddenly becomes the “good mom”. For me the law is plain and simple. My 3 feet 10 inches tall nine year old, ten years old in less than two weeks (Yipes!) son will be rocking out the third row of the mom-car in the booster seat. Thank god we hung on to them! He will be riding in the booster seat because it is the law and because it is for his own safety according to this years revised guidelines and recommendations by the American Academy of Pediatrics and the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration.
Motor vehicle crashes are the leading cause of death in children ages 3-14 years of age. Why would a parent not want to do everything possible to protect their child while he or she is riding around in the mom-car? But it would seem that for some families in my circles there is a dilemma…
the kids are going to be mad…
how dare the government infringe on their rights and be a nanny state…
now they have to buy a booster seat…
and on and on the complaints have been voiced.
Really?
The answer, for me is a no-brainer. I just can’t imagine trading my son’s safety, my son’s life for the sake of avoiding a little whining and protest from him. I can’t imagine swapping his protection just because I resent (not unlike a six-year child) a law put into to place for the protection and safety of children…and eventually for the ever-growing burden on the tax payers…you, me, everyone. Who do you think covers the expenses of the catastrophic consequences of those who refuse to obey (common sense) traffic safety laws? Here under the Big Top, the answer is simple. Daniel rides in the booster seat. He can complain all he wants if he chooses to.
He’ll live.
So last night I pulled out the booster seat from the storage shed and set it up in the mom-car. Yes he protested…loudly. Then we talked about it. We talked about the fact that it is the law and whether we agree or disagree we are still compelled to obey the law or deal with the consequences. We talked about what those consequences would be…fines…potential serious injury or worse. We talked about the fact that he won’t be the only kid in his neighborhood climbing back into the booster seat…or his Tae Kwon Do class…or his third grade class…or at his school…or in the entire state of California. he listened carefully and then agreed that yes, he would ride in the booster seat for at least another 11 inches of growing. He even reassured me saying, “I’ll be fine, Mom.”
He knows.
He’ll live.
And today while running errands with mom in the mom-car, Daniel rocked the booster seat.