When we left for vacation, we were carrying all kinds of stuff while pushing the stroller. In the corridor from the parking garage to the airport, we were walking all the way on the right and there was one single person walking toward us all the way on the left. He began crossing over. John couldn't believe it. He acknowledged that I talk about this situation all the time, but never saw it to this extent for himself. We decided to play chicken. And, of course, we lost!
Here is how it went down while pushing a double stroller with a car seat strapped onto it, and carrying an additional carseat, two diaper bags, food for the kids, and pulling a Xlarge suitcase.
And of course: here is what we wanted to do!
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I often imagine it like a first person shooter video game and we're allowed to have a license to kill. Bang! Down goes an oncoming zombie. Bang! There goes another....
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