I love having my children up on my back, or front, or hip. I really do. It's so much easier to talk with them than trying to yell over the traffic when walking, and it's nice to be close. Today I took both girls to see a play of Three Billy Goats Gruff at my local library, and on the way home my youngest was tired and hungry, but mostly she had just had enough of being in the pram. I was more than happy when she nodded yes to coming up on Mammas back. It wasn't exactly what she was hoping for...
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