Took a quick trip to the grocery store with the carrier today. I would have gone to Trader Joe’s, but the main thing we needed was bread…and I don’t like TJ’s bread. Too real. Anyway, I wore my LevaGatiters and brought my Exped Trekking Poles because you have to hike up a steep, muddy hill to get from our neighborhood to the store. (Did I mention Mikey loves my trekking poles?)
Anyway, I did collapse the poles down once we got to the store and put them in the cart. But of course I left him in the pack carrier. Pretty sure Mikey was…embarrassed.
He cheered up, though, once the nice man at the deli gave him some cheese:
And after I checked out I took the pack off and put the food in the small storage compartment. As I “deployed the kickstand” an employee started talking to me about how much he loves backpacking and how cool the pack carrier is. It was a fun chat…if I didn’t have raw meat in my pack and if he hadn’t been on the clock, I would have liked to talk more. Seemed like he knew his stuff.
And no trip in suburbia with a baby is complete without a retired gentleman chiming in. He was telling me that back in his day they would just put the kid in the regular pack, and he has a picture of his son at 6 months (now 43 years old) in his regular ol’ backpack. I can never decide what to say in these situations… Oh well, I’m going to be that awkward nostalgic man someday…
In other news, we have a family outdoorsy trip in the works…will update as soon as we settle some more details!