I had my "Eureka" moment one Disney day while trudging up a slight hill, pushing (and I mean pushing) a 60lb kid in a stroller, while being gently poached by the Florida sun and wondering exactly what shade of red I was becoming, when a languid hand drifted out of the shady recesses of the stroller to gesture for a juice pouch. Am I a butler? A Sherpa? Is that a perfectly healthy kid with sparkling sandals? I was done that day.
Just because you can push them, doesn't mean you should...even if you can rent a stroller that pushes like a dream. I would only offer a stroller for the 4 yo and get the whole family on a walking plan so you don't spend YOUR vacation trying to decide if you are a butler or a sherpa!! The kids were aged 5, 6 and 7.
I love this story and actually LOL'd. MANY of the kids in strollers at Disney have no reason to be carted around like ancient royalty!





