Now we say goodbye to your stroller. It has been with you for over 150,000 miles - been the occasional place to nap, your safe place while your mom and I whizzed around the globe with you, and a great place to keep lots of things- not only for you but for us.
It wasn't your first stroller - and it was probably was one of our least expensive. But on our last trip to Mexico we didn't use the stroller once. You walked with us everywhere- stayed awake with us for dinner and didn't use it.
I hate to give the thing up - it held you safe and close for three and a half years. It is another symbol of you growing up - and that is ok. I guess my job is to make sure that I keep holding you safe and close - and that is my favorite job in the world
Love,
Dad
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| Here you are resting in our trip to my hometown of Ketchikan, Alaska |
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| You were in some great restaurants with this stroller. Endured an 18 course dinner with us at Graham Elliots in Chicago |
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| Even though you were in a stroller, you always loved holding dad's hand. Here grandpa is pushing you through the streets of Tianjin in China |
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| From the stroller you saw the world |
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| And you were always ready to say "cheers" |
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