There was an over-tired baby.
There was an over-tired mother.
The baby was so worked up it could not sleep.
So was the mother.
It was Sunday afternoon so the mother took the baby into her stroller and started walking north.
A little east, then more north. A slight veer west and then back north.
She walked about 4.75 miles.
She made it to her old walking spot, where for the past six years she has walked with sad, worked up babies.
The baby finally slept.
Sunday dinner was just up the road, so they went.