Living life in the carpool lane..

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So.. we recently changed out the infant carrier in the car into the “big girl” carseat.

What is going on?!

First the playpen, now the car seat?

Oh.. we mustn’t forget the big bulky stroller went away with the infant carrier.

Now we have the big girl carseat and the lighter stroller.

Little M’s infancy is almost a thing of the past..

I have to say she looks absolutely grown up in her new carseat.  And I think she absolutely loves sitting in it.  She’s always looking out the window, pointing something out.  It’s like a whole new world out there for her to see now.

She’s not really a baby anymore.

Hubby is the best.. I truly think I have the best hubby.. EVER..

I’m so spoiled.

Yesterday I totally forgot to get gas on my way home from work.  I was going to tell the hubby to go with me after he got home so we can go get gas, but he came home too late and I was sooo tired that I forgot to tell him until this morning..

So what does hubby do?

The first thing he does when he gets up this morning is to get dressed and go out and fill up my car.. AND in the process.. buy me a breakfast souffle at Panera Bread!  All this while I’m getting ready for work..

I have to remember all the great things he does for me when I’m feeling grouchy about him.. because he truly is a great guy.. I’m lucky to be his wifey..

Growing up, we had a Chevrolet Celebrity (it was called something like that)  station wagon.  It was a tannish color.  It took us everywhere.

I remember being piled in there with a whole bunch of cousins while we took trips to various places.

It had one of those seats that faced the back, and I remember sitting in those seats on the long drive to San Francisco as a kid with my cousin.  We made so many friends with drivers along the way there.  That was fun.

I also remember piling in there with cousins as they all learned how to drive in that car.  We’d go to the local empty parking lot, and have fun as a cousin tried desperately to learn how to park amidst the screaming of kids and other cousins.

I remember sleeping in the back seat as my mom would go and pick up my dad from work at night when his truck would break down in the parking lot.

I remember sitting on the back edge of the station wagon as my very first boyfriend asked me to be his girlfriend one halloween night in 1996. 

I remember re-enacting that scene one year later for our one year anniversary.

So many memories.  We had that car from the time we moved into the house in 1984.  So many years.. so many memories.

After awhile it became my dad’s vehicle to work.  The air conditioning stopped working, the front drivers door stopped working, and my dad had to go through the passengers side to open the door. 

My high school graduation tassel hung from the rear view mirror after I graduated from high school.  My dad hung it there proudly. 

The station wagon is leaving the family tomorrow.  It’s going to be donated and the money will go to a cancer foundation. 

Over the years we have acquired so many cars, and we have come a long way since that old station wagon. 

I can look back and see how our house and our lives were when all we had was that one car.. how we handled life and how much we have grown in that house and as a family and how far we’ve moved on from the ‘station wagon’ days.

I’m sad to see it go.  It’s got so much sentimental value in our lives, but I know it’s due time and the cause is very good.

I’ll miss the old station wagon.. always there to show us where we came from and what we’ve accomplished.. but we’ve got the memories deeply implanted inside our minds and our hearts.

You served us well, “Britty..”


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