The mom I am nannying for got me a new double jogging stroller so that I can keep to my training schedule on the days I keep Gavin. How sweet. It is good too because it can get even the most stubborn sleep fighter to give it up. Ahem…Cooper. Here is a picture right before our first run. It really is a beast.
They really are adorable in there, huh?
The thing seriously does take up the entire width of the sidewalk. I was getting slightly annoyed when people think their Paris Hilton dogs should have the right of way. Do they honestly think I can give this a quick steer to the side? I could just keep going and roll them over. Maybe I should have. I think I eventually perfected the scowl look that said “move it or else”. Ugg. Now I am a stroller Nazi. You know, those people at Disney that rent those massive strollers and think they can just ram you in the ankles? Like they are going to get through that thick sea of people leaving the parade any faster than you. We are at the happiest place on earth for crying out loud, and my ankles have been brutally beaten. I have not been to Disney with a stroller yet, so I might be talking totally out of ignorance. It might be freakin awesome to use your stroller as a weapon. Hum. I will most definitely give it a shot. I will let you know when I am going so you won’t. Hehe.