1. H is obsessed with his tricycle these days. And I’m grateful he can pedal it without assistance now. The push bar has been put in storage.
2. Poor sad Daisy Van will be out of commission for a while. Though our adjuster did bring us a check for new carseats the next day. H now has a royal throne of a carseat, otherwise known as a Britax Regent. I think it may weigh more than he does. We had to bid a sad farewell to his beloved Cowmooflage. How come all the cute covers only come in the Marathon style?
3. I love pictures of people’s backs. C doesn’t like having his picture taken, so I have to make do with his back most of the time anyway.
