So our beloved Mazda5 gets sold tomorrow and I am feeling uncharacteristically low about it. I really don't care much about cars, and know even less about their mysterious workings, but our lovely minivan has been a favourite. Is it any wonder considering that I have spent so much time driving around in it? We had a nice sedan earlier - a Hyundai Sonata. It got totalled in a crash and we upgraded to a minivan. We didn't want anything as large as a SUV (ugly and harder to maneuvre) but the Mazda struck the perfect balance between looks and comfort, convenience and aesthetics. Before anybody thinks I am moonlighting in a Mazda dealership, let me tell you what a cousin of S's told me a month ago when he peeked into my car. This is what he saw:
1. A stroller
2. A child's scooter and helmet
3. A bag of sand-toys
4. A rug for spreading on the sand/grass
5. A case of mineral water
6. Several bottles of Gatorade
7. A jar of hand and face disinfecting wipes
8. A box of tissues
9. A clear plastic case containing complete change of clothes for each kid, including spare shoes, jackets and caps.
10. 2 umbrellas
So clearly we are always well-prepared to sit out an earthquake or thunderstorm in the car. The only things missing are snacks and diapers, of which I always have a stock in my baby bag (which I always carry with me:))
Is it then surprising that I love the car -- I spend so much time in it that it's practically my second home!
S's cousin commented that I am well on my way to becoming the quintessential suburban soccer mom, which is exactly the thought that had been crossing my mind as well!