Pausing for a cute break in front of the spirea hedge:
The stroller's been stored in our garage for a couple of months; I just brought it outside two days ago because the weather's been so nice. Brittany sits in it and smiles and claps at everything while I bird-watch, and we take walks around the yard--it rolls great on the grass.
So, of course, Bob asked if he could take the stroller home yesterday. I said, "Sure, it's yours. Take it." Inwardly, though, I was like, "No! No! Don't take it away from us! We were having so much fun!"
I gotta go shopping--need a stroller of my own and more challenging toys for Brittany. She's already bored with the ones she has.
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