I took my 2 year-old-daughter grocery shopping to pick up a few things. My husband asked me to buy him a 12-pack of beer. I was eight months pregnant at the time with my second baby and HUGE! Since my daughter wasn't riding in her stroller--she was just walking alongside it--I put the 12-pack of beer in the stroller so I wouldn't strain my back. A little old lady saw Marley and said, "Oh, aren't you cute! How are you today?" And Marley responded with, "My legs are so tired. I really want to ride in the stroller, but I can't because of all the BEER."