Yes, that’s right: Our stroller is getting a far better vacation this year than we are.

In a mix-up at daycare last week, another family picked up our stroller and left their (very similar) model. The director of the center said they’d just bought theirs, and probably didn’t realize there were two very similar ones in the closet. We noticed this on Tuesday; figured we’d make the swap on Wednesday. But ours didn’t show up — whereupon we learned that its owners had gone to France for two weeks.

So our stroller is living the life of Matt Gross: afternoons in cafés, evenings in bistros, strong coffee or vin ordinaire in between. I hope it is not too worried about its flight home, which could potentially be canceled by the Icelandic volcano eruption.

As for its owners: Pay attention next time, s’il vous plaît. Your new one doesn’t have a sun visor, so the rain guard won’t fit, and it’s supposed to pour this weekend. You’re getting my kid wet.