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    I swore I would never drive a minivan, so I went through a bit of an identity crisis when we finally broke down and bought one. But now I've decided to get over myself, and fully embrace my life as a suburban, minivan-driving, Mommy Blogger. Since my family rocks, and my family and the minivan are a package deal, I am hereby declaring that My Minivan Rocks!

    This blog is about so much more than my minivan; It's about the three beautiful kids who fill the carseats in my minivan. Christian and I were married in May 2003. After fertility treatments, our son Noah was born to us in January 2006. Our daughter Zoe was born in November 2006 in Phu Tho, Vietnam, and came home when she was four-months-old. Colin is our baby boy. He was born in July 2008 and came home when he was two-days-old through domestic adoption.

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I tend to back into things when I am stressed, so don’t park in my driveway for a few months

I backed into my mother-in-law’s car today. Luckily I didn’t hit it hard and there was no damage. However, backing into things when I am stressed out has become a bit of a habit for me. After Noah was born and I was ex.hau.sted, I backed into my cousin Shannon’s car. Again, there was no damage, but it was a brand new car and I felt like an idiot. Another time I was on the phone having an argument with my mom and I backed into our garage door. I thought it was all the way up. It wasn’t.

This morning Noah and Zoe were in the car with me because I was taking them to school. My mother-in-law, Karen, was in the house with Colin. After I hit her car I got out and assessed that there was no damage, so I pulled away. I called her on my cell and apologized. When I got off the phone, Noah asked, “Who were you talking to Mommy?”

I told him I had been talking to Mimi and said, “I hit Mimi’s car, so I had to call her and tell her I was sorry. When you do something wrong, even when it’s an accident, you have to say you’re sorry.”

Noah said, “Well, why were you laughing when you said you were sorry? That wasn’t nice.”

I told him he was right, and I called Mimi back, explained what Noah said, and apologized without laughing. It was very hard to do, since Mimi was making fun of me and all.

When I got off the phone, I said, “Sorry guys, but Mommy is a little stressed out lately. I’m going a little bit crazy.”

Zoe said, “No, Mommy, Grandma’s crazy!” (Grandma taught them that, and it’s become a bit of a joke, so Grandma can’t get mad at me for writing it.)

I said, “You’re right, Grandma’s crazy. Mommy’s just a little crazy.”

Zoe said, “And Grandma’s A LOT crazy!”

Phew. At least someone still has me beat.

2 Responses

  1. I backed into my grandfather’s car once. Same thing, stress, no damage, completely mortifying.

  2. We wont talk about when i hit or i mean bashed a certain someones car in the driveway ,and like you ,ive done it before too!hehe so good we can laugh about it now!!!!love ya!

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