...in peyton & beckham land, anyway!
as a reluctantly proud, yes you heard me correctly, proud owner of a minivan, this had me in tears of laughter.
(reluctant meaning: the week i turned 30, no doubt a big birthday that i didn't enter into lightly or very happily, i was like 100 months pregnant with beckham. i was huge, uncomfortable, and my husband finally steam rolled me into buying a minivan. i visited the dealership no less than ten times and had our sales guy drive repeatedly around the parking lot (while i stayed in the ac and watched out the window, of course) in both a white & black van.
I couldn't decide which one looked LESS like a minivan. i decided on black.
when i received the call that my loaded, powder blue (say what?) minivan was ready...well, let's just say it wasn't pretty. tears, a meltdown that would rival any one year olds...
two years later and i love my swagger wagon.