We loved the walking trail that wrapped around our old neighborhood and used to break out the stroller at least 4 times a week. The new neighborhood is still close enough to walk to our downtown area, but there is a large hill and little bit without sidewalks… and we also have twice as many kids now. Excuses, excuses. We walked to pick up pizza last week and took both kids in the wagon. They thought it was the best ride ever (the bag of Pirate’s Booty I gave them definitely helped). The wagon was so much more exciting than the stroller and they shared and played with each other the entire way. Seeing the blossoming friendship between the sisters is amazing. Garret and I were able to catch up and actually finish our sentences. And even though we weren’t constantly interrupted, we paused every once in awhile to ease-drop on their conversation and smile.
It was wonderful and Garret didn’t mind pulling that wagon full of kids and dinner with one slightly wonky wheel up the hill to our house at all. Nope, not at all.