I realised this week while out at a food court having lunch with Lolly that I'd spent too long staring at a family with a kid in a chair. When I don't have Snail with me, is when I most want that t-shirt that says, "in the Club," or "only staring because I want one of those stroller-style chairs too and was checking out your set up," or "not staring in horror, staring because I miss my wheelie kid," or "let's have coffee because you look socially isolated too."
You know. One of those shirts.
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