Excessive much?

Once when we lived in Texas (did you know we lived in Texas? We did. For about 5 years.) I was shopping at the mall.

Aside: I used to complain about the size of that mall. Then at our next assignment the mall was even smaller. Now here in Mountain Home, the mall is non-existent. I don't complain about mall sizes anymore.

Anywho, I was browsing in the kid's section at JC Penney's and saw that their Carter's sleepsacks were on a super-clearance for under $3.00. We only had Alex at the time, but we used sleepsacks with her and quite liked them. So I bought a couple for her, and then I grabbed a few extras to use as baby gifts.

Well, my friends back there in Texas were gettin' it on like you wouldn't believe, because babies were just coming out of the woodwork. In no time at all, my little stash of sleepsacks was gone and I found myself wishing I had bought more that day in Penney's.

Fast forward to today.
(Picture a mental map of the US with a dotted line from Texas to North Carolina to Idaho.)

I was in the Wal-Marts. It's more fun if you say it that way, you know. So I was in the Wal-Marts wondering why I ever complained about the mall in Texas, and passed by a rack of Carters' baby prams.
You know, the warm one-piece-snow-suit-type-thing with the little hole in it for the car seat strap.
Everyone say it with me now, it's a P-R-A-M.

Don't say you never learned anything on my blog.

Ladies and germs, these were soft. And thick. And nice. And 90% off.
Yes, I said 90.
As in nine-zero. Ninety.
Original price: $20.
Erin price: $2.

Aren't they cute?

Now you may not know this if you live under a rock, or never read my blog, but we're going to be living in Quebec. Northern Quebec. 
It is very cold there. 
But from my understanding, people there still have sex. 
(This is my husband's understanding as well, or else he would not be accepting this assignment.)
And sex means babies. 
And babies + cold=P-R-A-M

And so began the internal struggle. I had to weigh the lesson learned in Texas and my general love of a good deal against the fact that we are trying to sell our house & I just cleaned out closets, I don't know a single soul in Bagotville (hee hee, and what if Canadians are anti-pram anyway?), and the fact that we will be moving 3 times in the next year.
(Bring back the map, add dotted line from Idaho to California to Alberta to Quebec.) 

If you could do that, allow me to applaud your geography skills.
(To my sister Corie: It's okay, you're still my favorite and only sister.)

Are you still with me?
Good, I thought I might have lost you with all of my parentheses.

So what's your guess? Did I stop at a rational couple of prams?



Nay.

Nay I did not.

I am Erin. I do not let rational thinking defeat me.
 Get ready for a trip prams. You're about to get your passports stamped.