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|Graco Mosaic Travel System||$200|
|Jolly Jumper Ring Sling||$30|
|Baby Bjorn Baby Carrier||$200|
|Baby Buddha Baby Carrier||$110|
|MEC Double Trailer||$279|
|Indie Bumbleride Stroller (used)||$275|
|Chariot Cougar 1 Bike Trailer/Stroller (used)||$250|
|Baby bike seat (used)||$30|
|Trike with no pedals (used)||$15|
|Tricycle with handle||$100|
|Radio Flyer wagon with trailer and canopy (used)||$60|
|Britax Chaperone carseat||$260|
|Britax Marathon carseat||$320|
|Britax Boulevard carseat||$300|
|LittleLife Baby Backpack||$299|
|Ride on stroller board (so M can stand on back of stroller)||$75|
|Runners Push Bike||$140|
"If you become the wind and blow me," said the little bunny,"I will join a circus..." Source: Runaway Bunny by Margaret Wise BrownI would join the circus too if my parents tried to blow me!
Not in a box. Not with a fox. Not in a house. Not with a mouse... Not on a train! Not in a tree! Not in a car! Sam! Let me be!... I would not, could not, in the rain... I could not, would not, on a boat. <and now the best part - wait for it!> I will not, will not, with a goat. Source: Green Eggs & Ham, Dr. SeussI totally agree with Dr. Seuss except for in the house, on a train, in the rain, and in a car (but that was a long time ago). I guess that only leaves in a box, on a boat and with animals. Let's leave all the animals unmolested in boxes on Noah's Ark, shall we?
Don't eat those strings. Those are the banana's poo. You don't want to eat poo, do you?After the shocking revelation that mom didn't know everything, I started to question her explanations and even those of my teacher (my kindergarten teacher hated me but that's another story). In some ways, this was a good thing, but in my mission to dispel lies, I ruined Christmas for my little sister. I think she was three or four years old when I told her that Santa Claus wasn't real. She's still upset about this but it's not like I did it out of spite.
|Em - 6.5 months old|