All's well that ends well

If you were following along yesterday, you know I was a *tad* bit nervous about taking the stroller to Forest Hills via the subway to Penn station then the LIRR (Long Island Railroad). And pleasantly, everything went smoothly. 

In fact, the only glitch the entire day was an episode of "can't find my purse" which involved 15 minutes of backtracking (thus missing the 845 pm train) and looking for the purse at the table and stressing about how angry E would be if I lost my purse (again) only to find it in a bag under the stroller. Because I'm a moron.

And now, a gratuitous picture of Ranger. Who can resist that smile?