This just in:  Miles likes the peas in mild curry from India Café, but he most vehemently does not like the carrots in hotter curry.

I hope this doesn’t turn him against carrots altogether, as they’re among his favorite vegetables.  I think it’s a good sign that he enjoyed the peas, though.

It’s a medium-crappy day out, with cold temperatures and falling snow.  I get antsy if I go an entire 24 hours without leaving the house, though, so Miles and I ventured out with my friend Mose who’s in town visiting and got some Indian food.  The driving wasn’t bad.  Snow isn’t nearly as scary as ice.  Plus, I’ve had a driver’s license almost half my life (in fact it will be a full 50% come March, since I think I got it on my 16th birthday), and it snows every year.  I feel pretty competent at handling it by now.

Miles is still small enough to be in his rear-facing 5-point harness carseat, which is about the safest kind out there, so I wasn’t too concerned from a safety perspective.  Soon we’ll have a dilemma to face:  technically once he’s 20 pounds and a year—which will be in January because he’s already over 20 pounds—he could move into a front-facing carseat.  Our rear-facing one is rated to 30 pounds, and I guess it’s always safer to be rear-facing, but he really doesn’t like that perspective.

I guess we’ll have to weigh the safety benefits of staying rear-facing for another few months versus the likelihood of Denny or me driving into a ditch because Miles drove us insane with his yelling.