Heather commandeers the mom van . . . and likes it.

I’ve been borrowing children. Since it’s easier to switch cars instead of multiple car seats, my friend and I swap keys and kiddos. She goes to work. I pour a large cup of coffee and herd us all out to the porch.

Did I mention I get the minivan with the kids???
Colby is so embarrassed. He says “Mom. Promise me if you have another kid we won’t get a van. Promise me”. I always swore that I would never drive one, but I have to tell you, these things make you feel like you are In Charge. You may actually have control over very little, but strap a couple of kids in a minivan, hop in the drivers seat, and look back. You, my dear sir or lady, are in control. Seriously. I had lines from Invictus (poem not movie) going through my head all day. I am the master of my fate:/I am the captain of my soul.

I don’t know if it is the sheer size of the vehicle or the space that it puts between driver and children. All I know is that I like it. Don’t tell anyone.


No, we were not moving.


We spent over an hour on the porch. Playing pentominoes, drinking coffee (and juice).


Notice that there is no picture of me at the end of the day, when I lurched out of the house and into my car and drove to music camp in my pajamas at 9:30 p.m. to pick up Colby.

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