Why does life have to be so complicated?

You would think that something like going for a walk would be a simple affair. It's not. You would think that it is something I would be able to figure out how to do on my own. It's not. Especially that stupid Baby Bjorn carrier thingy.


And then it gets even more complicated when there are distractions around like a good book.


Fortunately, az apam is usually around to give me a hand. Sometimes he needs a serious hint and I will have to walk him over to the Bjorn and stare at it for a while before he gets the hint.