Years ago Jake made me a promise, at my request. No matter what I said or did to try and convince him, he was never supposed to let me drive a minivan. My first car was a 66 Ford Mustang, that would never make the trip with me to Nashville. My awesome parents were kind enough to gift me their minivan. I'm thankful to have had transportation, but when I married Jake and the van was on it's last leg we said goodbye to the van and he made his promise.
And now, here we are in a new season of life. After a few long trips all of a sudden our CR-V seemed cramped with a baby, baby and hunting gear, and two dogs. Slowly the thought of having a van didn't seem so bad. We hadn't planned on it happening so soon, but the time was right and here we are. So hop on in, there's plenty of room!! And yes, I fully expect all my family to give me a really, really hard time about this :)
Merry Christmas and Happy 2020!
4 years ago