Do you drive a cool Mom-mobile? Do you even care?
For a good run there, I did really care what I drove. I'd say late teens through my 20's, or so. (Simply meaning I liked my car, and had other cars I really liked and thought I'd feel cool driving.) And I knew all kinds of makes and models ... could identify vehicles quickly, including model year, with just a glance at their body shape, tail or head lights.
Funny how once you become a parent, and have a million and one responsibilities and activities raging through your average day - you kind of forget to care about such a thing. At least that's how I've been for a good few years now.
Until my husband parked one of these bad boys in my garage yesterday. He does mobile detailing, and this particular client dropped his vehicle off at our home to get it serviced.
|The Toyota 4 Runner: It's breathtaking... is it not? |
(Photo copyrighted by Toyota)
My dream vehicle. It has been for years. And years. I can't really explain to you why. But it makes me stop in my tracks every time. And my little heart skips a beat. I'm not exaggerating here, people.
Thanks alot, Mister. Got my car envy ALL fired up. (With no place to go... since I enjoy having a home to live in, and food to eat, too much. Ok, and my Disney trips.)
And then there's the mini-van debate. Have you taken that plunge?
I swore I never would, and we still haven't (yet). But I did have to just shake my head in mild self mockery lately, when after riding in a friends extremely comfortable and functional mini-van I heard myself say to my husband, "You know, those mini vans really ARE quite nice." Good Lord. Did I just say that out loud?
How about you? Does the thrill of driving a sweet ride, windows down, kids car seats securely fastened in back and childrens sing-along tunes blared (you see why the wind has been taken from our sails, don't you?), still run deep through your veins?
Do you drive (or have a dream of) a sweet Mom-mobile ride?
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