The Stroller Parade

We finally bought a new stroller to replace the crappy ass stroller we had been using. The new stroller is tall enough that we do not have to hunch our tall bodies over to push it. It has a cup holder for each of us - Mom, Dad, Ella. It closes up with one hand for real. It has a snazzy green accent stripe. And it cost us a mere $55.

We walked all over town today pushing Ella in her new stroller. She sat up and grasped her new snack tray like it was a gripping ride she was on, like the whole world looked different and racier from this new stroller. She was delighted and we were just as delighted.

While we were out walking, we saw friends with their new baby. We met another new mom with her baby and there we were, walking down the street, three moms pushing three strollers and two dads looking dumb. It was a stroller parade.

Later, I was gushing to Chad about how cool one of the new moms was. "Did you see her stroller?" I asked. "It was like a Bugaboo ripoff. It was so cool. And her bag? Did you see her diaper bag? It was green. A green diaper bag! She's so cool!"

Chad listened to me go on and on like a blubbering idiot. Then he said "Good thing we had the new stroller today or else we wouldn't have fit in with the cool kids." "Yes," I said, so excited because he said exactly what I was thinking. "Good thing."