I was on a PTO-sponsored tour today (I'll post on that eventually, we've having some computer issues), and Owen was with me. Some of the women remembered him from the last tour we went on, and one of them came up to me after Owen had fallen asleep in his stroller.
She asked:
"What god do you pray to to have such a little angel?"
It did make me stop and think. Not about the god I pray to -- I think about Him all the time -- but about how lucky I am to have such a (generally) low-maintenance toddler who is willing to sit in his stroller and be wheeled around town for a couple of hours looking at churches and other Renaissance-era buildings and statues featuring Napoleon's backside.
He's not always angelic, of course, but he is a blessing.
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Oh lady, I totally agree. Having an easy toddler sure does make life far easier.
And how lucky he is to be wheeled around all those museums. I'd totally sit in your stroller and let you wheel me around too. Just sayin'
Lucky you! My oldest was that way but the younger three forget it! I can't count the times I ended up leaving a store early because of the tantrums. Enjoy your time together.
5$ dollar insurance you say? How can one find this amazing deal? Should I just call them?
AND keep up the awesome Italy blogging. It's a great vicarious vacation for all of us back home :)
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