SAHM Jackpot

So a couple of months back, we made friends with our neighbor 2 houses down. They moved in this past winter. They have triplet girls (I repeat, triplet girls) who are almost 3.5 and as sweet and cute as can be. So we hung out a few times, went to the park, had impromptu playdates here and there. The kids always had fun. The girls LOVE Matthew's lawnmower collection (5). And the mom and I hit it off from the start. We seem to have the same (sick) sense of humor, dish out sarcastic remarks left and right, and pretty much believe in the same things as far as our kids are concerned. It's like hitting the jackpot in the stay-at-home-mom casino. Ding Ding Ding!!! And one day, we started walking together. No, not hand in hand...walking to get fit! We make the other walk when we'd rather be laying on the couch smearing Edy's triple something in our faces. I think that's like the grade school equivalent of having sleep-overs. Did I mention she loves Bon Jovi?! I KNOW!!!!!

There are two problems. 1) She's not a fan of cheese. I'm really trying to get past this one. How can people NOT love cheese, in its cheesy goodness? And 2) She doesn't own a SINGLE stroller. GASP. I mean technically it's ok, since I currently have 5 in my garage which is just enough for my 2 boys and her 3 girls, but still. NO STROLLER? This will be harder to get over than the cheese thing...thank God for Bon Jovi...