The husband recently told me that he wanted to buy a motorcycle. A motorcycle? What? Are you crazy or something? We’re having our first child. A motorcycle hardly seems appropriate and besides, when has he ever wanted a motorcycle? I worried. Was this some sort of midlife crisis?
Nope. It was much simpler than that. It was a calculated ploy. Ask for something major so that when he asked for what he ‘really’ wanted, it wouldn’t seem so bad.
He wanted a stroller. Wow! I was so proud of my husband. His priorities had shifted. He wasn’t asking for a sports car or even a golfing getaway to Las Vegas with his brothers. He simply wanted to pick out the stroller.
Little did I know this was no ordinary stroller.