So she is gone. Well not gone yet, she is still sitting in my driveway, but essentially she is gone. Money borrowed against her so that I could grow up and get a "family car." No not a mini-van. *Snort* I am not that grown-up yet. Maybe when I am in my 40's. I have 2 friends that just bought mini-vans. And even though we have done everything else together since I have known them, including having boys and then exactly 2 years later, getting pregnant and having girls, I drew the line there. I thought about it, I must admit. I even looked at one. I let Bear sit in one. However I cannot see myself in a mini van. It makes me giggle. So I bought what only made sense in my mind; a grown-up version of the Jeep. A Jeep Commander. The top doesn't come off, but it has a sun roof and then two little sky lights over the kids seats. It really is beautiful and the most graceful way I have found for myself to embrace mommyhood and a growing family.
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