The Quest for a Sweet Mom-mobile Ride

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.  The Toyota 4 Runner… it’s breathtaking, is it not?  He does mobile detailing, and this particular client dropped his vehicle off at our home to get it serviced.

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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