As you can see, there’s a new look around here. I’m still playing with it, so there may be more tweaks to come. What prompted this change? The stroller, the green Bugaboo that carried my babies for 7 years and had the place of honor in my blog header, is no longer with us. Yesterday we cleaned it out and chucked it out.
We hadn’t used it in months. Clearly the cat got a lot of enjoyment out of it during that time, as evidenced by the two-inch thick layer of cat hair on the seat. With Declan walking more often, it got to be unwieldy bringing such a big stroller everywhere. We’re not yet stroller-free–we’ve just switched to the lighter, smaller, MacLaren Triumph. But honestly, that will probably only last another year, if that. So the kids said goodbye to their trusty ride, I held back tears, and we gained a whole heck of a lot of closet space.
In memorium, here are some adorable shots of my babes in the trusty green monster.
From serving as Brady’s first bed to bringing entire birthday parties to the park to hauling two kids at once, this sucker served us well and will be missed. It lived a wonderful, long stroller life. Brady is now in second grade and Declan starts preschool this week. The baby part of our lives is behind us and we’ve got to enjoy the kid part that is unfolding before us.
Everywhere! Or at least he wants to. Brady has decided that his stroller is SO uncool and that he wants to walk to all of our destinations. He likes to push his little stroller which is nice because it usually keeps him walking. It’s really cute and fun for about half a block and then it just becomes really…really frustrating.
I don’t know if it’s worse because we’re in the city, maybe if I didn’t have to worry about all of the people who want to walk past us down the sidewalk or all of the open store and restaurant basements or all of the construction sites or the dog poop piles or the rushing traffic it would be easier to walk down the block with him. But as it is I have about seven heart attacks a block.
He refuses to hold hands and when I do grab it to cross the street he screams “no Mommy’s hand, no Mommy’s hand, I’m walking, I’m walking!” to which I reply, “you have to hold Mommy’s hand, it’s not safe to go by yourself. Even if I’m holding your hand, you are still walking.”
I’ve yet to come up with a peaceful solution. For now we start out walking side by side and walk along until I’ve had my maximum level of panic attacks at which point I put him in the stroller where he screams, “no strollo, no strollo, no strollo!” until he calms down.
We’re going to have to work on hand-holding or I may lose my mind.
I hate to pick on dog owners, I really do. There are so many of you out there that I love. Plus Brady just adores dogs and if he’s angry to be in the stroller or in a bad mood, the sight of one will instantly cheer him up.
However, some of you are not doing your doodie-duty and you know what I mean. I understand that it is gross to put your hand inside a plastic bag and then pick up feces with it from the sidewalk. I know that it might feel embarrassing to have people watch you do this. But you still have to do it. It is not nice to let your dog take a giant dump in the middle of the sidewalk, where people walk, and then just leave it there. People cannot keep their eyes on the ground at all times, and once one person has walked in it, it becomes a mine-field that requires fancy footwork to get out of.
And I hate to tell you, but rain DOES NOT wash it away. And guess what? If there are leaves all over the place, like there are this beautiful autumn weekend, and these leaves might obscure your dog’s poop from general view this does not make it ok to let it lie there.
In fact, if you don’t pick it up from the leaves and I push my stroller through said leaves, again just enjoying a fall family type of day, the wheels of my stroller will then go straight through your dog’s crap and I will carry it home with me.
And then my husband and I will have to wait until the baby is asleep and use that precious time to scrape sh-t out of the stroller wheel with plastic knives. It is not fun and it is your fault.
Please be courteous of the people around you and PICK UP YOUR POO!!!!
This is so not cool.
As a disclaimer, I know that a lot of dog owners are very very good about this and I do not direct my rant at them, only at those who poop and leave.