It was nice while it lasted
One of the hardest slaps in the face for parenting has to be when your child ruins something you treasure.
Let me back up. We did it -- we bought a van. In the eyes of some folks, we're now officially a family.
OK, my husband bought the van. It was his idea. But it's not a minivan. It's actually an extended van. It seats so many people that I could start a nice summer camp for children. (My mother: "How many kids are you planning on having?!" Our son: "I play hide and seek inside!") But my husband is planning on taking out rows -- plural -- of seats to make room for equipment and for "all the road trips we'll be taking as a family." (Road trips we've taken since the Man-cub was born: five. Road trips we used to take as a couple in husband's Jeep: about 20 each year.)
"What do you think?" my husband asked me.
"It's so clean!" I said, having no memory of what a clean vehicle looks like. (Huge aside: this is called foreshadowing.)
When we got the van, our son was so excited that he kept asking to go for a ride.
"Go for ride? Go for ride? Go for ride? Go for ride? Look! A lizard! Go for ride? Go for ride?" Etc.
And yes, we went for a ride.
When we got back home and took the Man-cub out of his car seat, I had the misfortune of being the one to point out something was on the seat where he'd previously sat.
In the first half-hour of being in possession of the new van!
Don't shoot the messenger ... or the child who got some unidentified sticky blue goo on the back of his shorts that we still can't figure out.
I once blogged about Mom's Law. Now, unfortunately for my poor husband, there is Dad's Law.
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Let me back up. We did it -- we bought a van. In the eyes of some folks, we're now officially a family.
OK, my husband bought the van. It was his idea. But it's not a minivan. It's actually an extended van. It seats so many people that I could start a nice summer camp for children. (My mother: "How many kids are you planning on having?!" Our son: "I play hide and seek inside!") But my husband is planning on taking out rows -- plural -- of seats to make room for equipment and for "all the road trips we'll be taking as a family." (Road trips we've taken since the Man-cub was born: five. Road trips we used to take as a couple in husband's Jeep: about 20 each year.)
"What do you think?" my husband asked me.
"It's so clean!" I said, having no memory of what a clean vehicle looks like. (Huge aside: this is called foreshadowing.)
When we got the van, our son was so excited that he kept asking to go for a ride.
"Go for ride? Go for ride? Go for ride? Go for ride? Look! A lizard! Go for ride? Go for ride?" Etc.
And yes, we went for a ride.
When we got back home and took the Man-cub out of his car seat, I had the misfortune of being the one to point out something was on the seat where he'd previously sat.
In the first half-hour of being in possession of the new van!
Don't shoot the messenger ... or the child who got some unidentified sticky blue goo on the back of his shorts that we still can't figure out.
I once blogged about Mom's Law. Now, unfortunately for my poor husband, there is Dad's Law.
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek
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For Local Blog in MiamiLabels: Man-cub, parenthood, this is why I'm crazy
posted by Holly at 12:05 AM
25 Comments:
oh no.....it is always hard then the first real damage happens to a cherished new item. ugh.
happy PSF...I think.
Once you buy the van, you've left neutral ground and can never go back. You are officially a family!
yeah it would've happened faster than the first 30 minutes here. Consider your van lucky :)
This reminds me of hearing a Dad say: Sweetheart, I love you more than my boat, but only just a little.
sooooo sorry...~Mary
awwwww what a bummer, but so true to having kids eh?
I have been so anal freakish about our new car, but so far it has survived (knock on wood!)
Oh. no. Well, I suppose, it will eventually blend with all the other mystery stains that he's bound to leave behind. Soon you'll be hard pressed to remember which one came first.
That stinks! But look at it as pre-disastering (like in World According To Garp), now you've got the bad out of the way and it's smooth sailing from here.
wow...that is quite a van. You could have a reality show with that van and all your potential kids! lol
we just went on a week long camping trip with my husbands brand new truck, little bear christened it by being car sick. Here’s my photo story. happy Friday!
That stinks! But it would totally happen here too if we got a new vehicle.
You can view my PSF here: http://kris-jay-caity-izzie.blogspot.com/2009/06/psf-who-needs-son.html
Oh, no! I sure hope it comes out.
It has officially been broken in... It's yours now!
Humm, blue playdoh maybe? Every new ship needs a christening, consider it done.
Hi, just wondered over here and had to comment - dude my car has those fancy so called stain proof seats, some magic material made of unicorn horns or something, but my buggy has still stained with what I hope is chocolate of some kind.
Oh, the first official goo in what I'm sure will be a long line of goo to attack your mini van.
Oh I feel your pain. My car is such a disaster, I hardly remember what it looked like new and shiny and most importantly...CLEAN ON THE INSIDE. Now it has writing on the inside of the back doors, papers, crayons, food, etc on the floors.
SO, how many kids DO you hope to have? **Wink**
Nothing EVER stays new in the presence of the very, very young and the very, very old.
I got you over 20% today. The next one up is 21%. We WILL catch them!!!
Welcome to van territory, you're officially uncool. I should know, I drive a minivan and I think your new full sized model is all kinds of snazzy. ;) Of course, the man-cub would christen the van with some blue identifiable something...of course.
I'm realizing, I don't know how many kids you currently have.....?
We got rid of our mini-van (finally) b/c it just felt too big and too gas-guzzly. I felt so relieved to be back to "normal" cars. ;)
And the ruining of the new van :( That is why I could never buy a new vehicle. I would go ballistic the instant anything like that happened.
Well, it's broken in now. Official family van. At the same time, a small tragedy. -sigh-
It took us until our third pregnancy to actually buy a mini van. And, you know what? I love it and wondered how I managed driving my little Saturn with two kids for those 3 years. Hey, we even drove from NY to FL in the Saturn! Who knew the van would be like driving in our living room? Best of luck in your new van!
Btw, I keep voting for you and today you're at 20 percent. Yay!
sorry about the blue goo. Officially a family van now.
Two words for you: Leather upholstery. And it has nothing to do with luxury. It's about the "it wipes off really easy" for me!!!!
Oh man! Did you figure out what it is? It's the precise color of a blue ice pop....
Tink *~*~*
Wow. That is quite a vehicle! You can surely fit some gear in there.
Sorry to hear about the upholstery. It's amazing how quickly they manage to do that!
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