I bought a very used, high-end stroller that had a bassinet option. I was so happy to finally have a "pram" because I had wanted one with the past babies. Obviously it wasn't all I thought it would be. Hey- save your cryin' for when you have to work on the house!
Living in town temporarily was so convenient. First of all, the sidewalks were a nice change from dirt and gravel! Everything was a short walk or drive away. The children could even walk to church. Grocery shopping was so easy. My husband's commute to work was cut in half. The church social life was so much more accessible, so that the children went to everything available. We started to wonder-- maybe we should have built in town?-- a bit too late.
Our hostess, Nancy, regularly walked 9-10 miles a day. She walked to the store, to church, the library, to visit. If that wasn't enough miles she would set out again. She would talk about her personal trainer, Arthur, making her do it. Arthur lived in her knees. Guess that's what you get for a rigorous prayer life. She was the kind of person who would come home from her walk, and then if a child wanted to go on a walk, would turn right around and head out the door (even if it meant another 5 miles) and all you would see was enjoyment on her face.
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