I’m not a great Child Product Consultant…I was never able to wear my babies without injuring myself and I tend to find out about “the latest thing” three years late…but, when it comes to strollers, I get passionate.
Late one night, months ago, I threw out the idea for a Florida Vacation. We both sat silent for a moment. Was it possible? Where would we stay? What would we do? What about the drive? There were many unknowns in that first dialogue.
But from the forefront, I stated one non-negotiable.
“If we go, we are taking The BOB.”
“But how will we fit it in the trunk with the luggage?”
“Strap it to the roof. If that doesn’t work, strap me to the roof and pack it.”
In the end, The BOB got the roof and I got a seat (kind of.)
We bought a “sportrack roof basket”and strapped it on. It looked sporty and aggressive – not like we were a family overly-dependent on a stroller. In fact, when folded, you can barely tell it’s a stroller. It just looks like some intense piece of gear from REI.
On the trip, it was perfect as both beach buggy, and personal theme park monorail. At Disney, I packed each pocket so thoroughly, no bags were necessary, which meant, no bag check was necessary, which meant quicker park entry, which meant…everything with small children.
Both girls will still sleep in it too – in the rain. Enough said.
And finally, I knew that if, worse case scenario,we were to break down somewhere on I-95…The BOB could wheel us to safety and shelter…It’s like my own mental AAA.