Arron's helmet did not arrive at the clinic today. So obviously we aren't picking it up today! The poor tech was so frustrated and kept apologizing. I told her, hey if I'm going to squak at somebody, it's not you. It's somebody at corporate. You did everything you could, you called them and confirmed it needed to arrive today, they screwed up not you. Plus I'm not super heartbroken over this change. I was afraid I would have a screaming baby all through the Super Bowl as he adjusts to life in a helmet. Now that's delayed a few days.
So I'll post a pic on Monday of him in his helmet. But in the meantime, since I promised a pic, proof that he still hates tummy time.