I was kidding about Shit-Me-Not Elmo. We aren't really going to get it. I never, EVER want to see that red freak's nethers. But we did get this! To those of you who accuse me of being totally materialistic because I needed to get the Maclaren, I say this: guilty as charged. But what was I supposed to do? Have my son push around a no-name brand stroller? To quote Valerie Cherish, "I don't even need to see that."
I don't know how common a phenomenon it is in non-urban parts of the country, but here in NYC everybody and their little sister has a doll stroller that they bring to the park to push around. Lately our guy has been hijacking innocent toddlers' strollers, so I knew it wouldn't be long before we'd have to get one of our own. (There are only two possible outcomes when your child "borrows" someone else's toy in the park: the kid shares or your kid gets knocked to the ground by a 25-pounder named Hamish. Seriously.)
This afternoon we headed over to our favorite toy store and there I saw it: the Mini-Cooper of baby doll strollers. We took it out for a test drive at the park and H. pushed it around for a total of 1.5 minutes (cumulative), flipped it over and spun the wheels for 2 minutes, and then abandoned it in favor of trying to climb up the slide as some three year old girl stalked him and shouted, "Fireworks! Fireworks!" in his face.
Just one more thing, and then I am off to watch this movie. If you click on the link to the baby doll stroller again, please people, read the fine print! Neither the doll nor the child are included. Come on now--what did you expect for $19.99?
Oh.My.God. I can't stop laughing. Who does H put in the stroller? And how does one push a baby in the stroller if one also must contend with baby's baby's stroller? And one more question...how does one push a stroller and carry an umbrella when it's raining? I can't wrap my mind around that one just yet. Hamish? For real? Someone's Mommy watched Four Weddings and a Funeral just one too many times.
Oh, and The Comeback? My new favorite show. Hello hello hello!!
Posted by: Figlet | July 16, 2005 at 10:28 AM
My daughter loves the red freak. LOVES HIM, I tell you.
Is she now too uncool to be seen with H.?
That's what I thought.
Posted by: Marla | July 17, 2005 at 12:09 AM
Yeah, we have a cheapo doll stroller, and all the kids make fun of Ping. "Your Mommy didn't buy the Maclaren - ha ha ha," says Hamish, and then he pushes her down anyway, just for the hell of it, the little creep. So good thing you got it.
Posted by: Brooklyn Mama | July 17, 2005 at 09:20 AM
truth be told...
1. we returned a birthday gift H. had gotten and exchanged it even-steven for the stroller. so it didn't cost me a cent. otherwise, you can bet i would have bought the cheapo doll stroller. i swear.
2. H. loves the red freak too. it's just me who hates him. i also cannot stand Baby Bear. but that's a whole other story.
3. Hamish is a composite of all the kids in our neighborhood who have um, distinctive names. i actually like the name Hamish, but i was afraid to use any of the other real names, as they are so original that it could ONLY be them.
4. H. doesn't push around a baby. he just pushes the stroller. that seems to be good enough. for now.
there. i feel better.
Posted by: jacks | July 17, 2005 at 11:16 AM
Wait.
Why did we get him a stroller at all? All I ever see his do is flip the thing on its side and turn the wheels manually.
He seldomly "strolls" with it.
Posted by: Daddy Himself | July 18, 2005 at 09:09 PM
We do not yet own a stroller (I do wonder if that is a NYC thang) but we do own a cheapo shopping cart which gets a lot of use inside the house. I'm glad that Daddy Himself doesn't have issues with H pushing around a stroller--I wonder if K. would?
Posted by: Amy/grrlTravels | July 19, 2005 at 04:49 PM
We just got the cheapo hot pink stroller for El Chico because all the kids want the hot pink stroller for some reason. They fight over it at the playground.
Hate the red freak, but he's bettew than Baby Beaw.
Posted by: Moxie | July 21, 2005 at 11:56 PM
Ah, my mom found a Pottery Barn stroller at an outlet mall, but so far Li prefers to try and sit in it herself than to push it anywhere.
I think it's awesome that he has a stroller. I have stupid relatives (BIL, looking at you) that would freak out at the possibility of their SON pushing a STROLLER.
Yeah, well, I live in the Midwest, what can I say?
Posted by: jen | July 22, 2005 at 08:44 AM
...but H's father pushes a stroller!
Granted, I hope he won't ask to wear a ballerina outfit until he's at least 9, but for now he can do anything he wants to entertain himself. (Short of feeding Irish oatmeal to the cd player).
Posted by: Daddy Himself | July 22, 2005 at 01:37 PM