We went east to visit Hien's side of the family this year, and that meant traveling across a two-hop, cross-country trek with a teething baby. (She got her two front teeth for Christmas, among other things.) The trip went about as well as it possibly could have.
Instead of the faithful Frog, we took one of the standard, low-end umbrella strollers to gate check and then use during the stopovers. I will admit to having doubts about the Frog's freakonmic cost-effectiveness in comparison with the $25 umbrella stroller, but I've always appreciated the Frog in a manly way: it's a sturdy, well-designed, well-made piece of equipment with lots of attachments, and both Hien and Emme like it. (Also, if you read about the babies that other manufacturers, e.g., Graco or Evenflo, have injured or worse, you have to think carefully about what you buy and whom you trust. For example, the 105 injuries from collapsing highchairs was the scariest of the list for me.) After pushing, pulling, and otherwise manhandling the umbrella stroller around Denver and Chicago (O'Hare) during layovers, I truly appreciate the Frog. (The O'Hare Children's Museum was a godsend since Emme was able to crawl around freely for an hour or so.)
The umbrella stroller was clearly designed to be lightweight and to fold compactly, but it fails basic ergonomics as a stroller. My chief gripe is that the rear wheels are exactly the same distance apart as my feet, so I have to walk hunched over like Quasimodo, sashay along with one foot in line with the other like a runway model on a catwalk, or trip over the stroller every couple of strides. That, and the geometry of the front end and the use of a pair of wheels on each side makes the wheels equally likely to slide sideways on a smooth surface as to spin into alignment for forward motion. Next time, considering that we have the necessary accessory, we'll just schlep the Frog.










