Last May I got a ring sling for Mother's Day. For 2 months it came everywhere with me. It had pockets on the "tail" so I didn't even need to carry a purse. It was perfect for my one-year old who didn't know how to walk yet and liked to be carried.
When we moved home from Camp I swore it was in a blue bin that we bought for Tim to use at school for playground balls. A week later, when I finally was finishing unpacking I realized it wasn't there. I kept thinking it would turn up, but it didn't.
I held out hope that maybe, somehow, it got packed in the attic with the Camp bedding. I was very hopeful as Tim brought down the bins for me this week. I emptied them all to re-wash them... and found no ring sling.
*sigh* It was so pretty and I picked the blue just in case we had a boy next. I guess I'll be ring sling shopping when this new little arrives.
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