We were going to the mall and I quickly went into my mom’s car and got the double stroller. As Jory was pushing the girls in JCP, his push came to a grinding halt.
“Stop it, baby! You’re making the stroller stop,” Jory exclaimed.
I took a look and sure enough she was pushing her foot down on the front brake. I told her to stop and then it hit me - - her legs are long enough to do that, then this means this upcoming family trip will probably be the last with the stroller. What will I do without it? With Rowan the runner. Layla the crazy. And Jory the big brother who is self-appointed to go look for them. UGH! Do they make bigger double strollers? I’ll have to look into that.
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