In a strange twist, we traded in our car for a very nice Honda Odyssey and I wound up driving around in a 2010 CRV all weekend, thankyouverymuch.
I struggled more than I'd like to admit with the purchase of the minivan. It felt like defeat. Defeat with a 6 disc changer and automatic doors. The fact that our soon-to-be family of five literally wouldn't fit in the four-seater Element was a deciding factor.
The Element was fun. And while I'd like to pretend that we transformed the backseats to make room for kayaks, what I mostly did in that car was drive around my babies. We crushed raisins into the rubber floor mats, we baptized it in milk. We went on epic journeys to places like Costco.
Today I returned the CRV and its heated seats and fancypants navigation system but I didn't care. The entire trip home was spent listening to Claire plan which friends would sit where in the Odyssey. She counted the seats over and over. 8 seats, Mama!
There's a space between them where sometime this spring, our baby will fit, dodging "affection" from Everett and "help" from Claire. That, my friends, is going to be an adventure.