The family then sees a black baby carriage in the road and they stop.

They were the first manufacturers of baby carriages in America.

I could see the baby carriage going up and down in the crossfire.

To my left was a young mother with a toddler, a girl of about 2, in a baby carriage.

A woman pushed a baby carriage through the observation area.

After all, his baby carriage used to occupy the back seat.

On the road out of the city, he finds a baby carriage and goes to investigate.

He peered into the baby carriage as it went by.

This month, the same man is suddenly pushing a baby carriage.

However, the scene where the woman steps out into the street with a baby carriage was staged.

Push the baby stroller when you go for a walk.

A few moments later, a woman with a baby stroller approached.

And he has yet to see whether the television remote unit works or push one of the four baby strollers.

An hour later, he'd reappear pushing a baby stroller in the opposite direction.

On a recent morning, office workers and women pushing baby strollers could be seen on the streets.

A woman walked in front of them, pushing a baby stroller.

Unless, of course, I get mowed down by a baby stroller first.

"We just started walking down the street and counted all the baby strollers."

There is usually a crush of baby strollers in the hotel lobby.

At the same time, younger families have waited out the waiting list, and brought baby strollers back.

Suzy worked her way past some cases and a three-wheeled baby buggy to the opposite side of the train.

The old Russian lady took me out for walks in a big black baby buggy the size of a bathtub.

Galleries were full of school parties, baby buggies, people taking photographs with their phones - democratising art.

The fellow was pushing a cart that looked as if it had started life as a baby buggy.

"I've pushed my last baby buggy," offended women informed him.

It was an old man pushing a baby buggy.

Charlie hollered, as he sidestepped a woman with a baby buggy.

I could show you in my back room the stuff they'll trade for gas an' oil: beds an' baby buggies an' pots an' pans.

As she reached the crest of the hill, Ashley drew the baby buggy to a halt.

"I've pushed my last baby buggy," an offended woman informed Goldman.