The Natural Progression of a Mother

What can I say except give the progression of vehicles in my life. When I was in my late teens through mid 20's, I loved my little Saturn sports car. I loved any 2 door vehicle and decided 4 doors were way too uncool. I zoomed around corners like I was a race car driver, and sometimes drove way too fast on the highway. I enjoyed hugging the corners with that little car. As I grew older, the speed went down and my practical side noticed that friends didn't like getting into the back of a small 2 door vehicle. So, I relented and decided to purchase a 4 door sporty sedan. Nothing bigger than that--definitely not a minivan. Maybe a SUV someday...I did well with the 4 door sedan and still drove it like a race car driver at times, although followed the speed limit a lot more. Then, I became a mother...

Something happens chemically when you give birth, I think. You start noticing minivans everywhere. They looked so...practical. So easy to get kids in and out. So much easier than getting into a tight parking space to just open a sliding door. Room for little friends for sleepovers. So, when my little sedan began acting up, that was what I wanted to have for the next car. And, by the grace of the Lord, I now have one!

Natalie really likes the sliding doors. Nicole just enjoys going anywhere in a vehicle (for up to an hour that is!)

The soccer mom in her minivan. An official MVM!

P.S. Woody still prefers his truck.