Well, to most of the world it would be moving down, but to me, I’m thrilled!
Now that you are wondering what in the world happened I will let you know that we traded in my maxima for a minivan. For those who know me well you know that I LOVE minivans and have always thought that they were awesome. So, I’m super excited. Jay’s heart did bleed a little when we got the minivan but he soon commented that “it was a great car utility wise. Just looks horrible.” He did tell me that we would officially never be cool again and then I had to break it to him-it’s been years since we were cool.
Anyway, goodbye to the old car that comfortably fit 2 car seats in the back:
Jackson insisted that we take pictures of our car before we dropped it off at the dealership. He has wanted to get a minivan since last September when we visited Sissy in Boston and rode around in hers and then bawled when he realized that getting a minivan meant giving up our maxima. My sentimental little guy was crying saying, “but mommy, I have SO many great memories of this car! Bear was a baby in this car and we held hands and sang and became best friends in here. This car took us to Nanny and Paw Paw’s and Aunt Mandy’s and. . .” Yes, apparently my sentimental disease is extremely contagious, or hereditary. Anyway, after some tears and a farewell drive he’s now super stoked about the minivan:
It was my last choice color wise but I seriously already LOVE this vehicle. It is so fantastic and has so much space and the automatic doors are the greatest! It’s of course used but the leather and everything is in perfect condition. I have a feeling that the entertainment system will come in VERY handy for our next road trip. And I love that we can safely seat 8 and the mileage is BETTER than in my maxima. Only by a few miles per gallon but still, it’s better.
Jay has laughed at the fact that I am more excited about this car than any other I have ever had. Yes, I am a dork. So baby #3, you’ve already helped me to get my dream swagger wagon. Thanks little one!
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