We finally did it. We purchased a van. A mini van. A Chrysler mini van with lots of nice nice inside but it is still - a van, a mini van. The very vain side of me can't believe that I'm gonna be driving a mini van for the next forever years or so. A massive, moving station wagon. A total kid mobile. A giant "Mom and or Grandma drives this thing" moving billboard sign. Hugo is in heaven.I tried and tried to get us into a cute SUV. In the end, I simply couldn't see it happening. All my girl pals kept shaking their heads at me and said that the van was the only way to go.
Jin said, "Alissa, it has dual sliding doors. How are you going to manually open up doors with two baby carriers in your arms without setting someone into the snow this winter?, plus dealing with Hugo somewhere, hopefully, by your side?" Good, good point, I thought.
Shaka said, "Alissa, the kids will open their own doors upon exit soon, you wont have to worry about those kid operated doors slamming into the parked car next to you." Oh boy, I wouldn't have ever thought of that, thank you, thank you.
Millie said, "Ali, I just completed a 3000 mile trip with the kids (without the husband) and it wouldn't have been possible without our van." Ooooo, I like road trips. How am I going to fly with Hugo and the infant twins? ever??
My Mother, Jin, Shaka and Millie all said, "Alissa, once you enjoy the space, you'll never, ever go back." Um, that one is still debatable.
