Car Seats - Comfort or Careless?

In these moments before my Senior year officially begins, me family and I took a trip down to Evansville, the biggest city in the toe of the boot we call “Indiana”. The reason for travelling to such a distant destination was to visit my older brother, Davy’s, new college, though that is unimportant to the topic of this post. What is important to know is that, if you journey to Evansville, it is a six hour drive. That is the background for the topic and all of my thoughts held within. I’m currently on the road heading back to Warsaw. Today is the 19th of August, the time is 6:51 pm. We left at about 5 O’clock, so we are almost a third of the way home. Hopefully, writing this blog post will make the trip seem shorter. It begins... On my lengthy excursion, I noticed, and not for the first time, how terribly uncomfortable car seats are constructed. I mean, aren’t seats supposed to be comfortable? Reclining chairs are comfortable. Rocking chairs are relaxing. Porch chairs are pleasant. And car seats are torturous. Now you thinking, “wait, those are all chairs, not seats!” Fine, I’ll think of an example to make you happy. Let me think. Ooh, how about loveseats? you know, couches with two seats instead of three. Those are very comfortable, especially if you have a cute girl sitting right next to y-, never mind, I’m getting off topic. Anyways, why are car seats so terribly unpleasant? They’re cushioned, making them just like the love seat, minus the cute girl. All the ‘seats in this minivan can lean back, just like reclining chairs. These ‘seats have a panoramic view, more of a view than porch chairs. Aha, the missing attribute that would make car seats better is found in the rocking chair. The missing characteristic is that, drum roll please, car seats can’t rock! I know that doesn’t fix the comfort level, but I’d love to see all the little kids rocking while saying, “are WE there YET??” or “I have TO go PEE!!”. I’d love to hear what all of you readers think would make car seats better. Go ahead and comment, or, as I say here in my rocking car seat, “COMMent! YOU need TO commENT!!!” The time is now 7:33 pm. I used up forty-two minutes writing this for you all. That’s almost an eighth of my trip. I still have four and a half hours and a dinner break before I’m finally home. I might compose another before I arrive, or I might not. Look Out for my Next Post, Benjamin Hudson