I don't go anywhere in the car with the kids by myself. The possibility of Mae eloping while I'm trying to get Patrick into his car seat, at least while Patrick is too little to stay put himself, is too great.
As a result, when there isn't a foot of snow on the ground, we walk a lot. During the last year it wasn't unusual for us to walk three miles one direction and then three miles home to go to a place we wanted to visit. We went on these same walks throughout my pregnancy with Patch (at least when I wasn't on at-home-bed-rest for that month) and I'm hoping to pick them up again as soon as the snow melts and the temperature decides to rise above freezing.
It's good for the kids to get out of the house and they even take turns walking. I'll bring the monkey leash for Mae and a carrier for Patrick when he needs a change in location (or a nap) and Sadie would usually walk three or four miles before becoming so tired she'd perch by her sister's feet while Mae would try to dislodge her every chance she got.
|Maggie was not impressed |
with the sit and stand.
Yet the market for quad strollers is somewhat lacking. Most of the strollers have itty bitty wheels and weigh a little over 60 lbs. While I can imagine a 60 lb stroller with great big wheels (tires) it was hard to imagine how the little plastic ones would hold up, especially in our pot holed city where many of the sidewalks (like the one we live on) have roots pushing up through the pavement that I was somewhat skeptical those wheels could overcome. Plus, I'd be adding at least 110 lbs of kid to the mix (adding up their combined weights from their last doctors appointments). That's 170 lbs of kid and stroller.
I needed tires.
And then someone on the blog Facebook page suggested the Runabout (thank you, thank you, thank you!) and provided a link to a review.
|This one tried to tip over|
if the ground wasn't
perfectly level (side to side).
Then I read the review. The stroller was ten years old, held 4 kids, was easy to push and could turn with one hand.
I had to have it.
For about ten seconds. Then reality sunk in. I knew that I'd raised my eyebrows over the cost of those strollers in the past when I'd breezed past them on Amazon and they are not cheap. They are most definitely not in price range, or even in my dream-maybe-I-can-convince-Paul-if-we-sell-our-double-BOB-on-facebook price range.
Today we walked and walked and walked around a local mall after Mass but before the stores opened, to keep the kids from going stir crazy. They enjoyed the malls stroller cars and as we walked back out to our car I suggested to Paul that we drive by the local second hand baby shop. I remembered they'd had a big not-cute stroller and I knew that it hadn't been twelve hundred plus dollars.
I popped out, raced up to the window and stared. There it was. A three seat Runabout.
|Of course the single BOB was a favorite...|
My plan was perfect. I returned to the car and told Paul that I needed the stroller. I could not live without it. It would be a literal "push" present.
He saw the crazy look in my eyes and told me to stay in the car while he went in and bought it, but told me we wouldn't be hauling it home today with all the kids and that he'd come back later in the week to pick it up. I hemmed and hawed over going in and finally sank back in the seat to wait for him to return.
He was gone for a long, long time. Much longer than it takes to purchase a stroller in a not all that busy shop. I waited. And waited. What was going on? Had he gotten lost in there.
|And it'll be nice only packing|
along one stroller for outings!
"Do you see the price?" He asked. I had. It was a fraction of the price that it retails at. It was $100 less than the original second hand list price in the window.
"You negotiated?" He answered happily that he had. Negotiations has to be one of the most valuable classes that he's taken in law school (at least from the point of view of his wife). "That's why you didn't want me to come in? Because you knew I'd be like 'my dream stroller' and ruin your plans?"
And that is how the perfect stroller at the perfect price become our new mode of getting around town when the snow finally melts this spring. I can hardly wait now! The babies will be stir crazy no more!