The Things She Carried

A few days ago, we went over to Papa Bear and Granny's house for Reilly's fourth celebration of her first birthday. (Spoiled much?) While we were there, Reilly had a fantastic time playing with her Aunt Morgan's doll stroller. So, in keeping with our rule to never buy pink plastic crappy toys for our daughter, I ran right out to Target and bought Reilly her own doll stroller.

Self-loathing aside, Reilly loves the thing. Though the stroller is not exactly a development toy, at least she walks around a lot with it and gets her exercise, which should help our daughter (who is already in the 4th percentile for weight) keep from getting fat.

First thing every morning, Reilly will wheel the empty stroller around the house, looking for items to add to the seat. It always interests me to see what she chooses to carry with her. In the photo below, you'll the results of Reilly's day-long process of filling the stroller. In the seat, you will find: a sippy cup, Harrison the teddy bear, a purple bath cup, two rubber ducks, 1/2 of a page from Parenting Magazine, a yellow plastic stacking ring, a spray nozzle for the hose outside, a magnet for the local pizzeria, and a black and silver pair of her mother's sandals.



She's a funny kid.



(For those astute readers who closely analyzed the photo below, yes--that is a rash on Reilly's face, most likely caused by the hummus I had given her for lunch.)