Stroller Issues...

Mudd isn't digging the stroller so much anymore. When he was just a couple of months old, he didn't love it and I could easily Bjorn him. Then one day he decided that life was pretty fun in the Perego. I was so grateful that he was finally enjoying the ride. I took in the fresh air and appreciated the walk in peace. And then today he decided he really doesn't like the stroller after all. My only problem is that he is way to big for a front carrier, and I don't want to carry him on my back because I might feel like the Sherpa of Beverly Hills. C'mon, Mudd. Work with me here. I have issues with knots and I don't think that I'd be able to handle a sling. Big D is a mean swaddler but I had some issues with the whole thing.
It's like wrapping gifts. When I was in college, I was a cashier at a retail store around the Holidays. Every time someone would ask for a gift wrapped, my palms would get sweaty because I knew that wasn't my bag. I convinced the manager that it would be much more efficient to have a gift wrapping table where one employee would wrap all of the gifts. When she agreed to my plan, I knew that I was off the hook. That was, until the day I was chosen to work at that table...
So, Mudd, whaddya think about giving the crawl a college try?