It's official: I'm a mom. I'm in the process of acquiring a minivan.
Yes, I know it's a complete dorkmobile, and no, it is impossible to look even remotely cool while driving it.
But, hell, it has sliding back doors that open up at the touch of a button. Do you know what that means to someone who has to wrestle a 25-pound baby into his Britax car seat while also hauling a diaper bag, a stroller, an assortment of toys and an emergency bottle of sunscreen? Huh? Do you?
A lot, that's what it means.
And so if it damages my reputation as a dudette*, than so be it. I can live with that. What I can not live with is hitting my head one more freaking time while trying to load Sam into a sedan.
*In case you missed it, that was a cheeky reference to the Geek in Sixteen Candles.
Posted 06 July 2004 at 11:28 AM