So, like, I’ve got this kid, right? She’s fourteen. It gets pretty hairy around here sometimes, but since I’ve only got four years to go until she’s a legal adult, I figure I can tough it out. Plus, it turns out she can be pretty rad sometimes.

When she was two years old, we lived in Sudbury. I was a college student and we were living on my (appallingly insufficient) student loans. We became expert thrift store shoppers, and found all sorts of gems. Including an antique pram similar to this one. This poor pram. I can’t believe what I did to it.

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