For years I have harassed my friends how incredibly lame they are for owning and driving a mini van. Especially my dear friend who even has the stick people on the back end.
Maybe that makes me a not so great friend.
Of course, they know how sarcastic and playful I can be. I sure hope they’ve never taken it to heart.
Truthfully, I’ve just always told myself I would never own a mini van. No way on earth would I ever sit my butt behind a wheel of a mini van full of carseats.
And then Monday happened.
Monday I was blessed with an opportunity to drive my best friend’s mini-van to pick up her little one from daycare. I was a little nervous. Not sure what all the controls did. Couldn’t figure out the headlights. But then I started cruising….
and I felt like a badass. A badass in a minivan. Is that even possible? It sure felt like it.
I’ve changed my mind. Mini vans are amazing. You can control the heat/air for every single nook and cranny of that monster. The DVD player automatically works and keeps the little one entertained. Of course, that also means I now know every single word to the show “Doc McStuffins” but I figure it could be worse. Lastly, it just glides down the road smooth as a baby’s butt.
Never thought I would fall in love with a mini van.
Then, I did.
|Maybe I’ll be able to find one like this…|
|with a sticker like this!|
Fortunate to have friends with awesome mini vans,