stories and anecdotes about life and faith from a girl learning to be a mama
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Our family is in the market for a new car. As much as I love and cherish my '98 Honda Civic that has approximately 128,000 miles on it and has served me so well (since my 16th birthday, in fact), it is a rather tight fit, even with just the addition of one little dude to our family. If you're over the age of, say 12, and have any amount of girth to you, good luck sitting in the backseat, sandwiched next to the car seat. Well, it appears that Wade got tired of waiting for mama and daddy to make a decision on a new vehicle, took matters into his own hands, and got his own car.