My wife and I tried one of these with the last kid. It was in the traditional puke-pee-poo pattern. I thought it was like walking around with a parachute pack strapped on, but I used it anyway for a few days. My wife loved it--for about a week. When the pee, or the puke, or the poo started spraying, we found ourselves fumbling for the ripcord to open it up. We decided it was easier just to lug the kid without the thing. Clean up was much easier.

Of course, the last one was a puker that made Linda Blair look like a piker. Oddly enough, she puked like Old Faithful just last night--after she crawled into our bed. While I was rinsing the bed clothes in the laundry tub (never put the chunks into the washing machine, kids), I stubbed my toe on something down by the drain pipe. In the shadows under the tub was an object that looked for all the world like the old parachute pack--encrusted with something that had been petrifying for the last nine years. For a moment I suffered a wave of nostalgic revulsion. Upon closer inspection, though, it turned out to be somebody's loaded bowling bag.

But they are not for everyone. If you've got a baby like our little Beelzebub who can make her head turn 360 degrees and pin the family macaw to one side of its cage with a steady stream of green regurgitant, you might want to consider a vinyl buggy.

Fwiw.

...(and being that Taw's post is over 3 years old it must be damn HILARIOUS by now. Right? Yes?? ... oh... I see. Sorry I "brought it up"

The new babe will be here in August