I'm one of those people who got slightly depressed at the thought of turning 20. Yep, you read that right: 2 0. Not having "teen" in my age really made me feel I was growing up way too fast. I wanted to stay child forever. I wanted that since as long as I can remember. I guess somehow I knew from a very young age that adulthood came with tons more responsibility and a lot less carefreeness.
This week I feel as though I have taken yet another step away from childhood and have become a little more grounded in adulthood... We have parted with something that held memories of the past two and a half plus years... And why is it that we get so attached to worldly things? Why do we attach such strong emotion to something that isn't going to last for more than an earthly time? ... Because, really, it's just a c a r.
But it was fun. And it was red.
And my son learned to "help" his daddy every time they washed it together...
They learned to "drive"... and of course were super excited about that...
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And then there's this. just. this.
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We became creative, to say the least, when it came to packing for road trips.
Found a double stroller that actually fit in the "boot" of the car- with space to spare for diaper bag (phil&ted's classic - with a backpack style diaper bag).
And realized the many uses of a sunroof (like opening it on the highway to drown out the noises of two screaming, tantrum throwing, nap refusing toddlers).
But alas, our newest addition's impending day of birth has forced us a step further into adulthood. re: we had to get a "legitimate" family car...
So this is adieu to our spunky little Mini Cooper, and aloha to our able-to-seat-7 (but still has a sunroof!) family car - it's a tad bittersweet...
...but my hubby did steal me a memento... so there is that :)
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