Every once in a while, when we are waiting in the car for one reason or another, I let Jaxon hang out in the front seat. He doesn't see much of this area since he is always strapped in, rear facing, in his seat. As far as he is concerned its better than a playground. He holds onto the back of the seat and dances, bangs on the window and yells at the people walking by, and explores the console all the while, panting like an excited puppy.
