It’s been over a year since you first joined our family, and I can’t imagine life without you now. It’s true that I didn’t want you in the beginning. I clearly remember promising myself that I would never drive a mini-van. I certainly wouldn’t have chosen you, which makes me all the more grateful that you were gifted to us. But now I am proud to say, “MINI-VANS ARE AWESOME!”
Who else can transport three young children around peacefully because they are sitting far enough apart that they can’t touch each other?
Who else can taxi seven people and their luggage for a week to the airport?
Who else can fit an entire roll of paper towels in the console?
Who else has backseats that fold down flat to allow for hauling large items or sleeping in the truest sense of the term “car camping”?
Not only do you do all of those things, but you do it while consuming much less gas than any SUV with comparable seating capacity.
So as I’m sitting in your comfy bucket seat, my husband in the captain’s chair, my three kiddos spread far apart in the back, bikes in the trunk, I want to say thank you. Thank you for reminding me not to judge. Thank you for reminding me to be willing to change my mind. I’m sorry I didn’t want you. Thank you for being you in spite of me.
With love and respect,
A grateful mom