I don't even remember how it feels to be able to browse through clothes leisurely. Now I'm that annoying customer with the over sized stroller, frantically grabbing everything off of the racks (Henry will die if I make more than one trip to the dressing room!), leaving behind a trail of goldfish crackers and apologizing to everyone who has to pick up a bottle or the Clifford book that Henry chucked out of his stroller in anger. And after I've handed back everything that I didn't have time to try on, I leave with only a skirt. Babies = best budget saver ever!