Here is a math equation for you: 6 kids + 1 baby to hold = one cranky baby. So, in light of these statistics, and the fact that the weather was positively beautiful, I decided it was time to employ the stroller. Then each kid could take his or her turn pushing the baby. Plus, the baby really is happiest when he gets to move - constantly! I thought this idea was brilliant. The kids did have fun pushing Baby "K" around the yard. However, a short while later, Baby "K" somehow slide out of the stroller and was laying in the grass. There were three versions of the story, recounted by the various stroller pushers. I do know that I buckled the little guy in, so, I believe some mischievous little person tried to "rescue" him from the stroller. Unfortunately, the guilty party, "Not me," could not be found for questioning!
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