You guys, I am addicted to purchasing strollers. It is indeed a sickness. I had been secretly lurking around craigslist with searches like "triple stroller" and "triple jogging stroller" for months now. But I found one that was promising (and not a thousand dollars- no really- look at this) so I brought it up to The Husband. And he gave me The Look. The one that practically screams "are you serious?!" I was. In fact, I just returned from purchasing it. Technically it's just a frame, and I will have to buy a couple more seats to make it fit three- but it was pretty cheap. I was hoping I would get there and I could talk myself out of buying it. I couldn't. It seemed like a good idea! It was kind of... happening!
Shall we do a stroller count? (counting... counting... oh, dear) I have SIX stroller systems sitting in my garage. That's ridiculous! There's two triples, two doubles, (although one is broken) and two singles. I think I may need to get rid of some of these strollers! (and now I just found this deal! It's out of stock, but they will now be emailing me when it becomes available)
The logistics of getting these kids around is kind of scary! I feel like I need one of these:
photo courtesy of the US Navy
You know, just in case.
All I want to do is go jogging with the kids. Is that so much to ask? I used to love our morning strolls around the neighborhood when the weather is crisp and cool. It was somehow calming for the kids too. I miss doing it! (my waistline also misses this- curse you, candy corn!) I know there's probably not a huge market for triple strollers, but hot dog! They are so super expensive! And unwieldy! Can't a girl get a break around here with the strollers?!