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Thought you might like to see Tiny in his bugaboo (ok, so you probably don't give a shit, but *I* wanted you all to see him in my new toy, hahaha)...

This is why I don't need to use the bassinet, he can lie down in the seat - and then I can incline it further for Bryn as well.



Check out the startled look - I hope he will like being the pram, at least some of the time. I will most likely use my slings a LOT, but this allows me to have place to put him down when out (especially on hot, sticky days, or if my RSI starts to play up)...



Oh, and of course, I'd normally have the harness on him when out and about (I have already experienced a baby falling out a pram - Bryn slipped out of a pram and onto a road once, luckily Dave caught him just in time so he didn't hit his head on the road surface!)...

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Leah said…
wooohooo, looking good there Tiny!! Happy pram days to you both. I give Owen a 6/10 for pram tolerance, far up from Audrey's 1/10, which was generous LOL My back appreciates it!
Amanda O. said…
With a spiffy pram like that, what bub wouldn't love it?

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