well after the rude sales
man person refused to sell me a swag on the weekend, today I went off to the local disposal shop in the city who was more than happy to part with a swag in exchange for my perfectly good cash, so my three year old is now the proud owner of a swag all ready for the trip out to Canarvon Gorge on the weekend. (hopefully it will keep her warm and toasty in the brrrr out there)
If the giggles that were coming out of the swag earlier are any indication, I think she likes it.