Wheels

When I was pregnant with Ethan, the sedan we had (our only car) completely died after 12+ painful months of paying more for car repairs than we would have for a car payment. We bought a Mazda Tribute (with 4WD for those Boston winters). We put 85,000 miles on it over the next 5 years, 20 days and absolutely loved it. We never spent a single cent on a repair that wasn't part of regularly scheduled/expected maintenance (oil changes, brake pads, tires, etc).

HOWEVER, once I was pregnant with Colin, I started dreaming of a minivan. The only woman in America dying to have one? Probably. But I knew it would make life SO much easier. Jason, being practical and financially responsible (how boring), said, "Not until we have 3 kids. We really don't need it before then."

The Friday before Christmas we stopped at a car lot on our date and looked at minivans. Twenty-four hours later, we drove this into our driveway. I LOVE IT.

Ethan was sad to say goodbye, though. He's a sentimental kid. Oh, and he wants to upgrade to a limo when we're done with the minivan. A sentimental kid with aspirations, clearly.

And lest you think Jason finally caved to my whining, cajoling, begging, pleading...baby #3 is due July 31.