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Recreational Venturing


When I grow up retire from everyday mothering, I want to travel the world.


I want to do it in comfort.


In style.

*style*

Hem. 

Well, let's just say this is a bit more my speed. 
 I could stake out my favorite movie premiers. 
It would be awesome. 

 Astoundingly so.


At any rate, I could probably attach it to my bicycle 
and finally solve that problem of getting 
Chickadee on our family bike rides. 

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  1. MizFitMay 10, 2011 at 5:38 AM

    the child and I were just talking about AIRSTREAMS yesterday...how fun it would be to run away in one.

    LOVE the above.

    If only she could pedal and I could nap!

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  2. AnonymousMay 10, 2011 at 6:17 AM

    LOL. We could all take turns pedaling. I would love an RV now. Nothing fancy but something we could take off for the weekend in and not worry about caring for the dogs...they could ride along.

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  3. Karen@WaistingTimeMay 10, 2011 at 7:37 AM

    I've always thought that someday I'd like to do the whole "see the country from and RV" experience.

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  4. CharlotteMay 10, 2011 at 9:19 AM

    Hahah - that little camper is adorable! Now I want one! With the scooter to go with natch.

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  5. Tami@NutmegNotebookMay 10, 2011 at 9:49 PM

    LOL that is so darn cute! I want one!

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  6. Yum YuckyMay 10, 2011 at 9:51 PM

    wouldn't one have to fold and contort their body to fit inside? And then pose as escape artist to get out? ...oh wait. I see flat screen TV. No need to escape. This is perfect hiding spot from kids.

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  7. The Green GirlMay 11, 2011 at 2:37 AM

    Wow, that seriously rocks. And I love the colors!

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