Wherein I want to make-out with the goodness of people: Stroller found!

It's home, our stroller is home. Back where it belongs. With Alyce and Shira, and me and Matt, and the cats, IT'S HOME! Some dear, sweet, kind, library patron brought my sad and abandoned stroller inside the library, where Matt and Alyce retrieved it this morning. I am slightly relieved.

Thanks, internet, for letting me freak out with you this morning. And thanks, dear, sweet, kind library patron. I'd like to make you a pie. Or twenty.